elephant-force, do thou, O chastiser of foes, endeavour to slay Duryodhana!  Let somebody go to the Pancala prince and ask him to come hither.  The (Kaurava) troops are all tired, O sire!  The sinful Duryodhana will never succeed in escaping!  Having slain a large number of thy troops in battle, the son of Dhritarashtra wears a proud aspect as if he believes that the Pandavas have been vanquished!  Beholding his own troops afflicted and slain by the Pandavas, the Kuru king will certainly come to battle for his own destruction!” Thus addressed by Krishna, Phalguna replied unto him, saying.  “Almost all the sons of Dhritarashtra, O giver of honours, have been slain by Bhima!  Only these two are yet alive!  They, however, O Krishna, shall also meet with destruction today!  Bhishma hath been slain, Drona hath been slain, Karna, otherwise called Vaikartana, hath been slain!  Shalya, the king of the Madras, hath been slain, and Jayadratha also, O Krishna, hath been slain!  Only five hundred horses from the remnant of the troops of Shakuni, the son of Subala, and of cars, only two hundred still remain, O Janardana!  Of elephants there remain only a hundred that are formidable, and of foot only 3,000!  There remain also Ashvatthama and Kripa and the ruler of the Trigartas and Uluka and Kritavarma of the Satwata race.  These, O Madhava, form the remnant of Duryodhana’s force!  Truly, there is no escape from death for anybody on Earth!  Although such a tremendous carnage hast taken place, behold, Duryodhana is still alive!  Today king Yudhishthira, however, will be freed from all his foes!  None amongst the enemy will escape me, I ween!  Even if they be more than men, O Krishna, I shall yet slay all those warriors today, however, furious in battle, if only they do not fly away from the field!  Filled with wrath in today’s battle, I shall, by slaying the prince of Gandhara with my keen shafts, dispel that sleeplessness which the king has suffered from for a long time!  I shall win back all those valuable possessions which Subala’s son, of wicked conduct, won from us at the gambling match in the assembly!  Hearing of the slaughter of their husbands and sons at the hands of the Pandavas in battle, all the ladies of the city called after the elephant will utter loud wails!  Today, O Krishna, our task will be ended!  Today Duryodhana shall abandon all his blazing prosperity, as also his life-breath.  Thou mayest take the foolish son of Dhritarashtra to be dead, O thou of Vrishni’s race, if, O Krishna, he does not today fly away from the battle to be waged by me!  Those steeds are incapable of enduring the twang of my bow and the slaps of my palms!  Proceed thither, O Krishna, for I will slay them!” Thus addressed by Pandu’s son of great force of mind, he of Dasarha’s race urged his steeds, O king, towards the division of Duryodhana.  Beholding that force (within which Duryodhana was), three mighty car-warriors prepared themselves for assailing it, for Bhimasena