भीष्म-वध पर्व — घोर युद्ध

Sanjaya said Then Abhimanyu accomplished by Bhimasena, once more running after them afflicted your sons in battle. Thereupon the mighty car-warriors of your army including Duryodhana and others seeing Abhimanyu and Bhimasena joined with the son of Prishata in the midst of their own troops grasped their bows and carried along by fleet steeds rushed to the place where those heroes were stationed. Then, in that afternoon O monarch, there ensued a terrible fight between the mighty warriors of your army and those of the enemy, O Bharata. Then Abhimanyu, slaying the steeds of Vikarna in that terrible conflict,

Pierced the latter with twenty five short shafts then that mighty car-warrior Vikarna, leaving his chariot of which the steeds were slain,

Ascended, O king, the resplendent car of Chitrasena; them thus seated on the same chariot, namely those two brothers the perpetuator of Kuru's race.

The son of Arjuna, O Bharata covered with a shower of arrows. Then Durjaya and Vikarna pierced the nephew of Krishna with five shafts made entirely of iron. But the nephew of Krishna moved not in the least and remained firm like the immovable Meru. In that conflict, O sire Dushasana fought with the five Kaikeya brothers; O mighty monarch, the battle that raged between them was indeed very wonderful. The sons of Draupadi excited with rage, in that battle, checked Duryodhana.

Your son; and O monarch, every one them pierced him with three shafts each. Your invincible son, O monarch, in that conflict, pierced the sons of Draupadi separately with arrows of exceeding sharpness. Pierced with their arrows in return and bespattered with blood, he (Duryodhana) appeared highly beautiful.

Like a mountain washed with spring water mixed with red chalk. The highly powerful Bhishma also, O king, in that battle began to afflict the Pandava host like a herdsman belaboring his herd (with his cudgel). Thereupon, O ruler of men, the twang of Partha's Gandiva was heard, when he was engaged in slaughtering the right wing of your arıny. In that battle, headless trunks stood up in all directions.

In the host of the Kurus as well as in that of the Pandava. O Bharata that ocean of troops of which blood formed the waters, the arrows the eddies, the elephants the islands, and the steeds the fishes, that ocean was crossed by those foremost of men on their chariots that served the purpose of boats. Many foremost warriors, with arms serve, armours shattered, and bodies mangled were seen lying prostrate there, by hundreds and by thousands. With the car-cases of infuriate elephants slain and bespattered with blood, the filed of battle, O foremost of the Bharatas, appeared beautiful as if strewn with hillocks. The wonderful sight that we beheld, O Bharata, was that among your as well as their army.

There was no man who was not in flamed with a desire for battle. Thus did those heroic warriors of your army fight on with those of the Pandava, desiring great renown and ardently longing for securing victory in battle.