सादिनश्चाश्वपृष्ठेभ्यो भूमौ वापि पदातिनः । गदया व्यवमत्सर्वान्वातो वृक्षानिवौजसा
And horsemen from horseback, and foot soldiers on the ground—he struck them all with his mace, like the wind felling trees with its force.
भीमसेनो महाबाहुस्तव पुत्रस्य वै बले। सापि प्रञ्जानसामासैः प्रदिग्धा रुधिरेण च
Bhimasena, mighty-armed, in the army of your son, was smeared with the blood of slain warriors and elephants.
अदृश्यत महारौद्रा गदा नागाश्वपातनी। तत्रतत्र हतैश्चापि मनुष्यगजवाजिभिः
His great and terrible mace, felling elephants and horses, appeared everywhere, along with the bodies of slain men, elephants, and steeds.
रणाङ्गणं समभवन्मृत्योरावाससन्निभम् । पिनाकमिव रुद्रस्य क्रुद्धस्याभिघ्नतः पशून्
The battlefield became like the very abode of Death, resembling the bow of Rudra when, enraged, he strikes down the beasts.
यमदण्डोपमामुग्रामिन्द्राशनिसमस्वनाम् । ददृशुर्भीमसेनस्य रौद्रां विशसनीं गदाम्
They saw Bhimasena's fierce mace, dreadful as the rod of Yama, roaring like Indra's thunderbolt, and fit for slaughter.
आविध्यतो गदां तस्य कौन्तेयस्य महात्मनः । बभौ रूपं महाघोरं कालस्येव युगक्षये
As the high-souled son of Kunti brandished his mace, its form appeared most terrible, like Time itself at the end of an age.
तं तथा महतीं सेनां द्रावयन्तं पुनः पुनः । दृष्ट्वा मृत्युमवायान्तं सर्वे विमनसोऽभवन्
Seeing him driving back that great army again and again, and death approaching, all became disheartened.
यतोयतः प्रेक्षते स्म गदामुद्यम्य पाण्डवः। तेनतेन स्म दीर्यन्ते सर्वसैन्यानि भारत
Wherever the son of Pandu looked, raising his mace, there the armies of Bharata were shattered.
प्रदारयन्तं सैन्यानि बलेनामितविक्रमम् । ग्रसमानमनीकानि व्यादितास्यमिवान्तकम्
Tearing through the troops with unmatched might, devouring battalions like Death with gaping mouth.
तं तथा भीमकर्माणं प्रगृहीतमहागदम् । दृष्ट्वा वृकोदरं भीष्मः सहसैव समभ्ययात्
Seeing Vrikodara, the doer of terrible deeds, wielding his great mace thus, Bhishma swiftly advanced.
महता रथघोषेण रथेनादित्यवर्चसा । छादयञ्शरवर्षेण पर्जन्य इव वृष्टिमान्
With a mighty chariot-roar, on a chariot shining like the sun, he covered him with a shower of arrows like a rain-filled cloud.
तमायान्तं तथा दृष्ट्वा व्यात्ताननमिवान्तकम् । भीष्मं भीमो महाबाहुः प्रत्युदीयादमर्षितः
Seeing Bhishma coming thus, face wide as Death itself, Bhima, mighty-armed and enraged, rushed to meet him.
तस्मिन्क्षणे सात्यकिः सत्यसन्धः शिनिप्रवीरोऽभ्यपतत्पितामहम्। निघ्नन्नमित्रान्धनुषा दृढेन संकम्पयंस्तव पुत्रस्य सैन्यम्
At that moment, Satyaki, steadfast in truth, the hero of the Shinis, charged at the grandsire, striking down foes with his strong bow and shaking your son's army.
तं यान्तमश्वै रजतप्रकाशैः शरान्वपन्तं निशितान्सुपुङ्खान्। नाशक्नवन्धारयितुं तदानीं सर्वे गणा भारत ये त्वदीयाः
As he advanced with horses gleaming like silver, releasing sharp, well-feathered arrows, none among your ranks, O Bharata, could withstand him then.
अविध्यदेनं दशभिः पृषत्कैः- रलम्बुसो राक्षसोऽसौ तदानीम् । शरैश्चतुर्भिः प्रतिविद्ध्य तं च नप्ता शिनेरभ्यपतद्रथेन
Then Alambusha, the Rakshasa, struck him with ten arrows, and the grandson of Shini, countering with four arrows, rushed at him on his chariot.
अन्वागतं वृष्णिवरं निशम्य तं शत्रुमध्ये परिवर्तमानम्। प्रद्रावयन्तं कुरुपुङ्गवांश्च पुनः पुनश्च प्रणदन्तमाजौ
Hearing that the foremost of the Vrishnis had come, moving among the enemy, driving back the Kurus' best and roaring again and again in battle—
योधास्त्वदीयाः शरवर्षैरवर्ष- न्मेघा यथा भूधरमम्बुवेगैः । तथापि तं धारयितुं न शेकु- र्मध्यंदिने सूर्यमिवातपन्तम्
Your warriors showered him with arrows like clouds pouring water on a mountain, yet even so, they could not withstand him, blazing like the midday sun.
न तत्र कश्चिन्नविषण्ण आसी- दृते राजन्सोमदत्तस्य पुत्रात्। स वै समादाय धनुर्महात्मा भिरिश्रवा भारत सौमदत्तिः
There, none was undismayed except the son of Somadatta; that great-souled Bhurishravas, O Bharata, took up his bow.
दृष्ट्वा रथान्स्वान्व्यपनीयमाना- न्प्रत्युद्ययौ सात्यकिं योद्धुमिच्छन्
Seeing his own chariots being driven back, he advanced, desiring to fight Satyaki.
ततो भूरिश्रवा राजन्सात्यकिं नवभिः शरैः। प्राविध्यद्भृशसंक्रुद्धस्तोत्रैरिव महाद्विपम्
Then, O king, Bhurishravas, furious, struck Satyaki with nine arrows, like goads upon a great elephant.
कौरवं सात्यकिश्चैव शरैः सन्नतपर्वभिः। अवारयदमेयात्मा सर्वलोकस्य पश्यतः
And Satyaki, of unconquerable spirit, checked the Kaurava with arrows whose joints were well-polished, as all the world looked on.
ततो दुर्योधनो राजा सोदर्यैः परिवारितः। सोमदत्तिं रणे यत्तः समन्तात्पर्यवारयत्
Then King Duryodhana, surrounded by his brothers, resolutely protected Somadatti's son on all sides in battle.
तं चैव पाण्डवाः सर्वे सात्यकिं रभसं रणे। परिवार्य स्थिताः सङ्ख्ये समन्तात्सुमहौजसः
And all the Pandavas, of great energy, surrounded Satyaki in the battle, standing firm on every side.
भीमसेनस्तु संक्रुद्धो गजामुद्यम्य भारत । दुर्योधनमुखान्सर्वान्पुत्रांस्ते पर्यवारयत्
Bhimasena, enraged, lifting his mace, blocked all your sons, led by Duryodhana, O Bharata.
रथैरनेकसाहस्रैः क्रोधामर्षसमन्वितः । नन्दकस्तव पुत्रस्तु भीमसेनं महाबलम्
Nandaka, your son, filled with anger and wrath, attacked Bhimasena of great strength with many thousands of chariots.
विव्याध विशिखैः षड्भिः कङ्कपत्रैः शिलाशितैः । दुर्योधनस्तदा राजन्भीमसेनं महारथम्
Then, O King, Duryodhana struck the mighty car-warrior Bhimasena with six sharp arrows tipped with vulture feathers.
आजघानोरसि क्रुद्धो मार्गणैर्नवभिः शितैः । ततो भीमो महाबाहुः स्वरथं सुमहाबलः
Enraged, he struck Bhima in the chest with nine sharp arrows; then Bhima, the mighty-armed and exceedingly strong, mounted his own splendid chariot.
आरुरोह रथश्रेष्ठं विशोकं चेदमब्रवीत् । एते महारथाः शूरा धार्तराष्ट्राः समागताः
Ascending the foremost chariot, he addressed Vishoka, saying: 'These great car-warriors, the valiant sons of Dhritarashtra, have assembled here.'
मामेव भृशसंक्रुद्धा हन्तुमभ्युद्यता युधि। मनोरथद्रुमोऽस्माकं चिन्तितो बहुवार्षिकः
'All of them, greatly enraged, are intent on killing me in battle; the wish that we have cherished for many years, like a tree of desire, is now at hand.'
सफलः सूत चाद्येह योऽहं पश्यामि सोदरान्। यत्राशोकसमुत्क्षिप्ता रेणवो रथनेमिभिः
'O charioteer, today that wish is fulfilled here, as I see my own brothers, where the dust, raised by the wheels of chariots, is tossed up without sorrow.'