their enemies.  Beholding those valiant and heroic and mighty car-warriors cheerfully rushing towards them, thy troops, amongst whom the faces of many had turned pale, became hopeless of their lives.  Seeing those soldiers of ours almost deprived of weapons and surrounded (by the foe).  I myself, O king, having only two kinds of forces, and becoming reckless of life, joined the five leaders of our army, and fought with the forces of the Pancala prince, posting our men on that spot where Saradwat’s son was stationed.  We had been afflicted with the shafts of Kiritin.  Nevertheless, a fierce battle took place between us and the division of Dhrishtadyumna.  At last, vanquished by the latter, all of us retreated from that encounter.  I then beheld the mighty car-warrior Satyaki rushing against us.  With four hundred cars that hero pursued me in battle.  Having escaped with difficulty from Dhrishtadyumna whose steeds had been tired, I fell among the forces of Madhava even as a sinner falleth into hell.  There a fierce and terrible battle took place for a short while.  The mighty-armed Satyaki, having cut off my armour, became desirous of taking me alive.  He seized me while I lay down on the ground insensible.  Then within a short while that elephant-force was destroyed by Bhimasena with his mace and Arjuna with his arrows.  In consequence of those mighty elephants, huge as hills, falling down on every side with crushed limbs, the Pandava warriors found their way almost entirely blocked up.  Then the mighty Bhimasena, O monarch, dragging away those huge elephants, made a way for the Pandavas to come out.  Meanwhile, Ashvatthama and Kripa and Kritavarma of the Satwata race, not seeing that chastiser of foes, Duryodhana, amid the car-division, sought for thy royal son, Abandoning the prince of the Pancalas, they proceeded to the spot where Subala’s son was anxious to have a sight of the king during that terrible carnage.’”

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“Sanjaya said, ’After that elephant-division had been destroyed, O Bharata, by the son of Pandu, and while thy army was being thus slaughtered by Bhimasena in battle, beholding the latter, that chastiser of foes, careering like the all-killing Destroyer himself in rage armed with his club, the remnant of thy unslaughtered sons, those uterine brothers, O king, united together at that time when he of Kuru’s race, thy son Duryodhana, could not be seen, and rushed against Bhimasena.  They were Durmarshana and Srutanta and Jaitra and Bhurivala and Ravi, and Jayatsena and Sujata and that slayer of foes, Durvishaha, and he called Durvimochana, and Dushpradharsha and the mighty-armed Srutarvan.  All of them were accomplished in battle.  Those sons of thine, uniting together, rushed against Bhimasena and shut him up on all sides.  Then Bhima, O monarch, once more mounting on his own car, began to shoot keen shafts at the vital limbs of thy sons.  Those sons of thine, covered with arrows by Bhimasena in that dreadful battle, began to drag that warrior like