the fallen hero’s car, decked with standard and
garlands.[223] opening his eyes wide, and with prowess
doubled by wrath, Virata quickly covered the car of
the ruler of the Madras with winged arrows. The
ruler of the Madras then, excited with rage, deeply
pierced Virata, that commander of a large division,
in the chest, with a hundred straight shafts.
Deeply pierced by the mighty ruler of the Madras, that
great car-warrior, viz., Virata, sat down on the
terrace of his car and swooned away. His driver,
then, beholding him mangled with shafts in that encounter,
bore him away. Then that vast force, O Bharata,
fled away on that night, oppressed by hundreds of
arrows of Salya, that ornament of battle. Beholding
the troops flying away, Vasudeva and Dhananjaya quickly
advanced to that spot, O monarch, where Salya was stationed.
Then that prince of the Rakshasas, viz., Alamvusha,
O king, riding upon a foremost car, harnessed with
eight steeds, having terrible-looking Pisachas of
equine faces yoked unto it, furnished with blood-red
banners, decked with floral garlands made of black
iron, covered with bear-skins, and possessing a tall
standard over which perched a terrible, fierce-looking,
and incessantly shrieking vulture, of spotted wings
and wide-open eyes, proceeded against those advancing
heroes. That Rakshasa, O king, looked beautiful
like a loose heap of antimony, and he withstood the
advancing Arjuna, like Meru withstanding a tempest,
scattering showers of arrows, O monarch, upon Arjuna’s
head. The battle then that commenced between the
Rakshasa and that human warrior, was exceedingly fierce.
And it filled all the spectators there, O Bharata,
with wonder. And it conduced to the joy also
of vultures and crows, of ravens and owls and Kanakas
and jackals. Arjuna struck Alamvusha with six
shafts and then cut off his standard with ten sharp
arrows. With a few other arrows, he cut off his
driver, and with some others his Trivenu, and with
one more, his bow, and with four others his four steeds.
Alamvusha strung another bow, but that also Arjuna
cut off in two fragments. Then, O bull of Bharata’s
race, Partha pierced that prince of the Rakshasas
with four keen arrows. Thus pierced, the Rakshasas
fled away in fear. Having vanquished him, Arjuna
quickly proceeded towards the spot where Drona was,
shooting as he went, many shafts, O king, at men,
elephants, and steeds. Slaughtered O monarch,
by the illustrious son of Pandu, the combatants fell
down on the ground, like trees laid low by a tempest.
Thus treated by the illustrious son of Pandu, all
of them fled like a frightened herd of deer.’”