07.107
Dhritarashtra said:
Sanjaya, in whom there is always hope of victory for my sons, what did Duryodhana say upon seeing him disheartened in battle? Or what did Karna do next in the battle, dear?
Sanjaya said:
Upon witnessing Bhimasena blazing like fire on the battlefield, Karna mounted another well-prepared chariot and approached the Pandava once more, resembling an ocean stirred by the wind.
Upon seeing the enraged Adhiratha's son, your sons, O lord, believed that Bhimasena was as good as offered to the face of death.
Radheya, making a great sound with his bow and a terrifying sound with his palm, advanced towards Bhimasena's chariot.
Once again, O king, there was a fierce and terrible battle between Karna and Bhima, O lord of men.
The mighty-armed warriors, eager to kill each other, exchanged glances that seemed to burn with intensity.
The two great warriors, with eyes red from anger and breathing heavily, confronted each other in battle and struck, both being subduers of enemies.
They fought with each other like very enraged tigers, swift hawks, and very angry wild elephants.
Then Bhima, recalling the hardships faced during the dice game, in the forest, and in the city of Virata, experienced suffering, O subduer of enemies.
Your sons have taken away the abundant jewels of the kingdoms, and you, along with your son, have constantly caused torments.
You wished to burn Kunti along with her innocent sons and to cause suffering to Draupadi in the assembly by the wicked ones.
Seek another husband, for your husbands are no more; all the sons of Pritha have fallen to hell, rendered powerless like eunuchs.
In your presence, O descendant of Kuru, the Kauravas expressed their desire to treat Kṛṣṇā (Draupadī) as a maidservant, seeking to enjoy her, your sons.
Karna, in the assembly and in your presence, spoke harsh words to those who were exiled and clad in black-deer-skin.
Your son, having disregarded the sons of Pritha, leaped forward. He remained calm in difficult situations, driven by excitement, having lost his awareness.
Since childhood, Bhima, the destroyer of enemies, reflected on those sorrows and became disillusioned with life, being a righteous soul.
Then, the selfless hero, like a tiger among the Bharatas, stretched his formidable, gold-backed bow and approached Karna.
Bhima, with his arrows forming a net, covered Karna's chariot, just as the sun's light is obscured by polished stones.
Then, with a smile, Adhirathi swiftly shot sharp arrows, breaking through Bhimasena's formations with his feathered shafts.
The mighty-armed great charioteer, with immense speed and strength, skillfully pierced Bhima with nine sharp arrows.
He, like an elephant being restrained by birds with goads, rushed without confusion towards the charioteer's son, Vrikodara (Bhima).
Karna, seeing the fierce and powerful Pandava warrior approaching swiftly, advanced to engage in battle, resembling an intoxicated elephant ready to fight.
Then, after blowing the conch that resounded like a hundred kettledrums, the army was stirred with joy, as if the ocean itself was agitated.
Upon witnessing the formidable force of chariots, elephants, horses, and infantry, Bhima advanced towards Karna and showered him with arrows.
In the battle, Karna mixed horses of the color of ṛśya with the best horses of swan color, covering the Pandava with arrows.
Upon seeing the white-colored horses mixed with parrots, which were swift as the wind, the strength of your sons caused a great commotion.
The horses, O great king, appeared splendid and swift as the wind, mingled in white and black, just like clouds in the sky.
Upon seeing Karna and Bhima, who were excited and had eyes red with anger, your great charioteers were terrified and trembled.
The battle between the two was terrifying, resembling the kingdom of Yama, and was difficult to witness, O best of the Bharatas, akin to the city of the king of the dead.
The great warriors, observing the scene like an assembly, did not clearly perceive the victory in preventing each one.
They witnessed the clash of the great weapons up close. O king, because of your poor counsel with your son, lord of the people.
The two warriors, known as the destroyers of enemies, engaged in a fierce battle, covering each other with sharp arrows, and filled the sky with a dense shower of arrows.
The two great warriors, eager to slay each other with their sharp arrows, appeared magnificent like rain-laden clouds.
The enemy-subduers released golden arrows, making the sky shine as if it were filled with fiery meteors, O lord.
The garments released by them shone like rows of intoxicated cranes in the autumn sky, resembling the attire of herons and peacocks.
Upon seeing Bhima, who was attached by the son of a charioteer, Krishna and Arjuna thought it was a significant burden on Bhima.
In that place, the warriors Adhirathi and Bhima, having released their arrows with great force, caused the horses, men, and elephants to fall, surpassing the intensity of the arrow fall.
O great king, a great destruction of your sons was caused by those who were falling, those who had fallen, and others who had lost their lives in many ways.
In an instant, the earth was covered with the lifeless bodies of humans, horses, and elephants, O best of the Bharatas.
