gashed, some decked with ear-rings, and some divided
with wounds about the well-trimmed hair were seen rolling
on the ground covered with dust. And soon the
field of battle was overspread with the limbs of Kshatriya
warriors, cut off by means of arrows and lying like
trunks of Sala trees. And scattered over
with heads decked in ear-rings, and sandal-besmeared
arms looking like the bodies of snakes, the field
of battle became exceedingly beautiful. And as
cars encountered cars, and horsemen encountered horsemen,
and foot-soldiers fought with foot-soldiers, and elephants
met with elephants, the frightful dust soon became
drenched with torrents of blood. And some amongst
the combatants began to swoon away, and the warriors
began to fight reckless of consideration of humanity,
friendship and relationship. And both their course
and sight obstructed by the arrowy shower, vultures
began to alight on the ground. But although those
strong-armed combatants furiously fought with one another,
yet the heroes of neither party succeeded in routing
their antagonists. And Satanika having slain
a full hundred of the enemy and Visalaksha full four
hundred, both those mighty warriors penetrated into
the heart of the great Trigarta host. And having
entered into the thick of the Trigarta host, those
famous and mighty heroes began to deprive their antagonists
of their senses by causing a closer conflict to set
in—a conflict, in which the combatants
seized one another by the hair and tore one another
with their nails.[29] And eyeing the point where the
cars of the Trigartas had been mustered in strong numbers,
those heroes at last directed their attack towards
it. And that foremost of car-warriors, king Virata
also, with Suryadatta in his van and Madiraksha in
his rear, having destroyed in that conflict five hundred
cars, eight hundred horses, and five warriors on great
cars, displayed various skilful manoeuvres on his
car on that field of battle. And at last the
king came upon the ruler of the Trigartas mounted on
a golden chariot. And those high-souled and powerful
warriors, desirous of fighting, rushed roaring against
each like two bulls in a cow-pen. Then that bull
among men, irrepressible in battle, Susarman, the king
of the Trigartas, challenged Matsya to a single combat
on car. Then those warriors excited to fury rushed
against each other on their cars and began to shower
their arrows upon each other like clouds pouring torrents
of rain.[30] And enraged with each other, those fierce
warriors, both skilled in weapons, both wielding swords
and darts and maces, then moved about (on the field
of battle) assailing each other with whetted arrows.
Then king Virata pierced Susarman with ten shafts
and each of his four horses also with five shafts.
And Susarman also, irresistible in battle and conversant
with fatal weapons, pierced king of Matsya with fifty
whetted shafts. And then, O mighty monarch, in
consequence of the dust on the field of battle, the
soldiers of both Susarman and Matsya’s king
could not distinguish one another.”