अथास्य युगमेकेन चतुर्भिश्चतुरो हयान्। षष्ठेन तु शिरः सङ्ख्ये कृपस्य रथसारथेः
With one, he struck the yoke; with four, the four horses; and with the sixth, in the battle, he struck the head of Kripa's charioteer.
त्रिभिस्त्रिवेणुं बलवान्द्वाभ्यामक्षं महाबलः । द्वादशेन तु भल्लेन कृपस्य सशरं धनुः
With three, the powerful one broke the triple bamboo-pole; with two, the mighty axle; and with the twelfth, a crescent-headed arrow, he cut Kripa's bow along with its string.
छित्त्वा वज्रनिकाशेन फल्गुनः प्रहसन्निव। त्रयोदशेनेन्द्रसमः प्रत्यविध्यत्स्तनान्तरे
Having cut it with a razor-sharp arrow, Phalguna, as if smiling, with the thirteenth—equal to Indra—struck Kripa in the chest.
स छिन्नधन्वा विरथो हताश्वो हतसारथिः । अथ शक्तिं परामृश्य सूर्यवैश्वानरप्रभाम् । चिक्षेप सहसा क्रुद्धः पार्थायाद्भुतकर्मणे
Deprived of his bow, chariot, horses, and charioteer, Kripa, seething with anger, seized a spear blazing like the sun and fire, and hurled it swiftly at Partha, the wondrous warrior.
तामर्जुनस्तथारूपां शक्तिं हेमपरिष्कृताम्। रुरोध सायकैस्तीक्ष्णैरर्धचन्द्रमुखैश्च ताम्
Arjuna checked that spear, adorned with gold and of such form, with sharp arrows and half-moon-headed shafts.
आपतन्तीं महोल्काभां चिच्छेद दशभिः शरैः। सापतद्दशधा भूमौ पार्थेन निहता शरैः
As it sped forth, blazing like a great meteor, Partha cut it down with ten arrows; struck by him, it fell to the earth in ten fragments.
शक्त्यां तु विनिकृत्तायां विरथः शरपीडितः। गदापाणिरवप्लुत्य रथात्तूर्णममित्रहा। गदां चिक्षेप सहसा पार्थायामिततेजसे
With his spear cut down, wounded by arrows and without a chariot, Kripa, slayer of foes, leapt quickly from his chariot, mace in hand, and hurled it at Partha of boundless energy.
सा च मुक्ता गदा गुर्वी रूपेणास्य परिष्कृता । अर्जुनस्य शरैर्नुन्ना प्रतिमार्गं जगाम सा
That heavy mace, splendid in form and adorned, released by him, was struck by Arjuna's arrows and turned back along its path.
अथ खङ्गं समुद्धृत्य शतचन्द्रं च भानुमत्। इयेष पाण्डवं हन्तुं कृपो लघुपराक्रमः
Then Kripa, swift in action, drew his sword, shining like a hundred moons and radiant as the sun, intending to slay the Pandava.
स शरद्वत्सुतस्तूर्णं महाचार्यः सुशिक्षितः । खेचरेव चचारकैः क्रमाच्चर्मासिधृग्भुवि
That son of Sharadvata, the great and well-trained teacher, moved quickly on the battlefield, wielding sword and shield, advancing step by step like a celestial being.
ततः क्षुरप्रैः कौन्तेयो दशभिः खङ्गचर्मणी । निमेषादिव चिच्छेद तदद्भुतमिवाभवत्
Then Arjuna, with ten razor-sharp arrows, cut down Kripa's sword and shield in an instant, as if by magic.
विषण्णवदमस्तत्र विनाशात्खङ्गचर्मणोः। दन्तैर्दन्तच्छदान्दष्ट्वा चुकोप हृदि दीर्घवत्
There, Kripa stood with his face fallen, dismayed at the destruction of his sword and shield; biting his lips with his teeth, he was deeply angered in his heart.
भवत्विति पुनश्चोक्त्वा युद्धापगमनोद्यतः। अश्वत्थाम्नस्तु स रथं कृपः समभिपुप्लुवे। स्वस्रीयस्य महातेजा जग्राह च धनुः पुनः
Saying, 'So be it,' and preparing to withdraw from the fight, Kripa, of great energy, mounted Ashvatthama's chariot and once more took up his bow.
एतस्मिन्नन्तरे क्रुद्धो भीष्मो द्रोणमथाब्रवीत्। दृष्ट्वा कृपं फल्गुनेन पीडितं चोर्जितं च तम्
Meanwhile, Bhishma, enraged upon seeing Kripa harassed and overpowered by Arjuna, spoke to Drona.
एकैकमस्मान्संग्रामे पराजयति फल्गुनः। अहं द्रोणश्च कर्णश्च द्रौणिर्गौतम एव च। अन्ये च बहवः शूरा वयं जेष्याम वासविम्
Phalguna is defeating each of us in battle: myself, Drona, Karna, Drona's son, Gautama, and many other mighty warriors—yet together, we shall overcome the son of Indra.
समागम्य ततः सर्वे भीष्मद्रोणमुखा रथाः। अर्जुनं सहसा युक्ताः प्रत्ययुध्यन्त भारत
Then all the chariot warriors, led by Bhishma and Drona, gathered and suddenly attacked Arjuna with full force, O Bharata.
स सायकमयैर्जालैः सर्वतस्तान्महारथान्। प्राच्छादयच्छरौघैस्तान्नीहार इव पर्वतान्
With showers of arrows from every side, Arjuna covered those great chariot-warriors, enveloping them with volleys like mist covering mountains.
नदद्भिश्च महानागैर्हेषमाणैश्च वाजिभिः । भेरीशङ्खनिनादैश्च स शब्दस्तुमुलोऽभवत्
The tumultuous sound arose from roaring elephants, neighing horses, and the blare of drums and conches.
नागाश्वकायान्निर्भिद्य लौहानि कवचानि च। पार्थस्य शरवर्षाणि न्यपतञ्शतशः क्षितौ
Hundreds of Arjuna's showers of arrows pierced the bodies of elephants and horses, and shattered iron armor, falling to the ground.
त्वरमाणः शरानस्यन्पाण्डवस्तु प्रकाशते। मध्यंदिनगतोऽर्चिष्माञ्छरदीव दिवाकरः
The Pandava, swiftly releasing arrows, shone forth like the radiant midday sun in autumn.
अविषह्य शरान्सर्वे पार्थचापच्युपान्रणे। उदक्प्रयान्ति विध्वस्ता रथेभ्यो रथिनस्तदा। सादिनश्चाश्वपृष्ठेभ्यो भूमौ चापि पदातयः
Unable to withstand Arjuna's arrows in battle, the chariot-warriors fled from their chariots, the horsemen from their horses, and the foot-soldiers upon the ground.
शरैस्तु ताड्यमानानां कवचानां महात्मनाम्। ताम्रराजतलौहानां प्रादुरासीन्महास्वनः
As the armor of those great souls—of copper, silver, and iron—was struck by arrows, a great clamor arose.
छन्नमायोधनं जज्ञे शरीरैर्गतचेतसाम्। श्रान्त्या गलितशस्त्राणां पततामश्वसादिनाम्
The battlefield became covered with the bodies of the fallen, their weapons slipping from weary hands, as if the ground itself was shrouded in death.
शून्यान्कुर्वन्रथोपस्थान्मानवैरास्तृणोन्महीम्। प्रनृत्यन्निव संग्रामे चापहस्ते धनंजयः
Dhananjaya, bow in hand, seemed to dance in the battle, filling the earth with fallen men and making the chariot platforms empty.
शिरांस्यपातयत्सङ्ख्ये क्षत्रियाणां नरर्षभः। श्रुत्वा गाण्डीवनिर्घोषं विष्णूजितमिवाशने। त्रस्तानि सर्वसैन्यानि व्यलीयन्त च भागश
That bull among men struck down the heads of Kshatriyas in the fight; hearing the thunder of Gandiva, like Vishnu's roar, all the armies, terrified, scattered in all directions.
कुण्डलोष्णीषधारीणि जातरूपस्रजानि च। पतितानि स्म दृश्यन्ते शिरांसि करणमूर्धनि
Helmets, turbans, and golden garlands were seen fallen upon the severed heads lying on the ground.
विशिखोन्मथितैर्गात्रैर्बाहुभिश्च सकार्मुकैः। सहस्ताभरणैश्चान्यैः प्रच्छन्ना भाति मेदिनी
The earth shines, concealed by bodies pierced with arrows, by arms still holding bows, and by other hands adorned with ornaments.
शिरसां पात्यमानानां समरे निशितैः शरैः। अश्मवृष्टिरिवाकाशादभवद्भरतर्षभ
As sharp arrows struck heads in battle, a rain of stones seemed to fall from the sky, O bull among Bharatas.
दर्शयित्वा तदाऽऽत्मानं रौद्रं रौद्रपराक्रमः। जघान समरे शूराञ्छतशोऽथ सहस्रशः
Then, displaying his fierce self and terrible valor, he slew warriors in battle by the hundreds and thousands.
तथावरुद्धश्चारण्ये दशवर्षाणि त्रीणि च। क्रोधाग्निमुत्ससर्जाजौ धार्तराष्ट्रेषु पाण्डवः
Thus beset in the forest for thirteen years, the Pandava released the fire of anger in battle against the sons of Dhritarashtra.