this, the latter, mounting on another car and taking up another bow, as also his brother Sushena, rushed against the son of Pandu.  The valiant son of Madri fearlessly pierced each of them, O monarch, with couple of shafts at the van of battle.  Then the mighty car-warrior Sushena, filled with wrath, cut off in that battle, laughing the while, the formidable bow of Pandu’s son with a razor-headed arrow.  Then Nakula, insensate with rage, took up another bow and pierced Sushena with five arrows and struck his standard with one.  Without losing a moment, he then cut off the bow and the leathern fence of Satyasena also, O sire, at which all the troops there uttered a loud shout.  Satyasena, taking up another foe-slaying bow that was capable of bearing a great strain, shrouded the son of Pandu with arrows from every side.  Baffling those arrows, Nakula, that slayer of hostile heroes, pierced each of his antagonists with a couple of shafts.  Each of the latter separately pierced the son of Pandu in return with many straight-coursing shaft.  Next they pierced Nakula’s driver also with many keen shafts.  The valiant Satyasena then, endued with great lightness of hand, cut off without his brother’s help the shafts of Nakula’s car and his bow with a couple of arrows.  The Atiratha Nakula, however, staying on his car, took up a dart equipped with a golden handle and a very keen point, and steeped in oil and exceedingly bright.  It resembled, O lord, a she-snake of virulent poison, frequently darting out her tongue.  Raising that weapon he hurled it at Satyasena in that encounter.  That dart, O king, pierced the heart of Satyasena in that battle and reduced it into a hundred fragments.  Deprived of his senses and life, he fell down upon the Earth from his car.  Beholding his brother slain, Sushena, insensate with rage, suddenly made Nakula carless in that battle.  Without losing a moment, he poured his arrows over the son of Pandu fighting on foot.  Seeing Nakula carless, the mighty car-warrior Sutasoma, the son of Draupadi, rushed to that spot for rescuing his sire in battle.  Mounting then upon the car of Sutasoma, Nakula, that hero of Bharata’s race, looked beautiful like a lion upon a mountain.  Then taking up another bow, he fought with Sushena.  Those two great car-warriors, approaching each other, and shooting showers of arrows, endeavoured to encompass each other’s destruction.  Then Sushena, filled with rage, struck the son of Pandu with three shafts and Sutasoma with twenty in the arms and the chest.  At this, the impetuous Nakula, O monarch, that slayer of hostile heroes, covered all the points of the compass with arrows.  Then taking up a sharp shaft endued with great energy and equipped with a semi-circular head, Nakula sped it with great force at Karna’s son in that battle.  With that arrow, O best of kings, the son of Pandu cut off from Sushena’s trunk the latter’s head in the very sight of all the troops.  That feat seemed exceedingly wonderful.