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Dhritarashtra said:
In my army, were there no great warriors who could strike or stop Satyaki as he advanced?
Indeed, one who is truly courageous performed a great deed in battle; like Mahendra, who is as strong as Indra, in the war among the demons.
Then, or perhaps it was empty, the path by which Sātyaki had gone. He, the bull among men, was indeed crushing many armies.
Sañjaya, tell me how Śaineya, one among the many great souls, retreated from the battle.
Sanjaya said:
O king, your army's preparation with chariots, elephants, horses, and infantry was tumultuous, resembling the end of an era.
O giver of honor, in daily assemblies and gatherings, I believe there is no group in the world equal to your army.
There, the gods and bards gathered and spoke, saying that these groups will indeed come to be on earth.
O lord of men, there was no formation like the one arranged by Drona for the killing of Jayadratha.
In the battle, the sound was like that of oceans struck by fierce winds, as the multitude of forces clashed against each other.
O best among men, many kings have gathered near, in both your army and the Pandavas', numbering in thousands and hundreds.
In the battle, there was a very great and tumultuous sound that was hair-raising, coming from the excited heroes who were firm in their actions.
Then Bhimasena, Dhrishtadyumna, Nakula, Sahadeva, and Dharmaraja, the Pandava, cried out, O lord.
The heroes Madhava and Pandava have bravely entered the enemy army, urging to come, strike, and run around with strength.
The armies were urged to proceed quickly and easily towards the killing of Jayadratha. In the absence of these two, the Kurus would achieve success, and we would be defeated.
"You all, together, quickly agitate the ocean of strength with great speed, O winds, just as you would the sea."
Urged by the son of Panchala, Bhimasena and his companions struck the Kauravas in battle, sacrificing their own dear lives, O king.
Desiring death in battle with superior valor and weapons, for the sake of heaven and friends, they did not safeguard their lives.
Similarly, your men, O king, eager for great fame, resolved to fight nobly, stood ready for battle.
In the midst of that fierce and dangerous battle, Satyaki, having defeated all the armies, proceeded towards Arjuna.
The radiance of the armors, adorned with the sun's rays, dazzled the soldiers' sights in the battle all around.
Fearless Duryodhana, amidst the efforts of the Pandavas, entered the vast army, O great king.
The tumultuous clash between them and him, O Bharata, became the great cause of destruction for all the armies.
Dhritarashtra spoke:
Thus, when the armies had departed and he found himself in difficulty, did Duryodhana, O charioteer, not engage in battle from behind?
The gathering of one and many in the great battle seems particularly unequal to me, especially from the king's perspective.
He, who was extremely prosperous and happy due to fortune and was the lord of the world, having attained many things, was not indifferent, was he?
Sanjaya said:
O King Bharata, the battle involving your son is astonishing. Listen to the marvelous account of one and many.
The Pandava army was suddenly disrupted in battle by Duryodhana, just as a lotus is shaken all around by an elephant.
Upon seeing the army arranged by your son, the Panchalas, led by Bhimasena, launched an attack, O Kaurava.
He attacked Bhimasena with ten arrows, Madri's sons with three each, Virata and Drupada with six, and Shikhandi with a hundred.
Dhṛṣṭadyumna was struck with twenty arrows, Dharmaputra with seven, the Kekayas were pierced with ten, and the sons of Draupadi with three each.
In the battle, he fiercely cut down hundreds of other warriors, elephants, and chariots with his arrows, resembling Death himself in his wrath towards creatures.
He was seen not stringing or releasing the bow, yet killing enemies with skill and the power of weapons, as the bow was drawn in a circle.
The eldest Pāṇḍava, with two arrows, cut the great gold-backed bow of the enemies into three parts, O lord.
He skillfully pierced him with many sharp arrows, and as they swiftly reached the armors, they shattered and fell to the ground.
Then the joyful sons of Pṛthā surrounded Yudhiṣṭhira, just as the gods joyfully surrounded Indra during the slaying of Vṛtra, accompanied by great sages.
Then King Duryodhana, having firmly grasped his bow, approached the Pāṇḍava and challenged him by saying, "Stand your ground, O king."
As he spoke thus, O king, your son, the great chariot-warrior, was joyfully approached by the Panchalas, who were eager for victory.
Droṇa, aiming to protect the Pāṇḍava in battle, stood firm like a mountain against rain-laden clouds swept by a fierce wind.
There, O king, a great battle took place, immensely enhancing, akin to the play of Rudra, leading to the destruction of all beings.
