up another formidable bow for accomplishing the destruction of Drona.  That slayer of hostile heroes, that warrior endued with great beauty, stretching that formidable bow to his ear, shot a terrible shaft capable of taking Drona’s life.  That shaft, thus sped by the mighty prince in that fierce and dreadful battle, illumined the whole army like the risen sun.  Beholding that terrible shaft, the gods, the Gandharvas, and the Danavas. said these words, O king, viz., ‘Prosperity to Drona!’ Karna, however, O king, displaying great lightness of hand cut off into dozen fragments that shaft as it coursed towards the preceptor’s car.  Thus cut off into many fragments, O king, that shaft of Dhrishtadyumna, O sire, quickly fell down on the earth like a snake without poison.  Having cut off with his own straight shafts those of Dhrishtadyumna in that battle, Karna then pierced Dhrishtadyumna himself with many sharp arrows.  And Drona’s son pierced him with five, and Drona himself with five, and Salya pierced him with nine, and Duhsasana with three.  And Duryodhana pierced him with twenty arrows and Sakuni with five.  Indeed, all those mighty car-warriors quickly pierced the prince of the Panchalas.  Thus was he pierced by these seven heroes in that battle exerting themselves for the rescue of Drona.  The prince of the Panchalas, however, pierced every one of these heroes with three arrows.  Indeed, O king, Dhrishtadyumna, in that dreadful battle, quickly pierced Drona himself, and Karna, and Drona’s son, and thy son.  Thus pierced by that bowman, those warriors, fighting together, pierced Dhrishtadyumna again in that encounter, uttering loud roars the while.  Then Drumasena, excited with wrath, O king, pierced the Panchala prince with a winged arrow, and once again quickly with three other arrows.  And addressing the prince, he said, ‘Wait!  Wait!’ Dhrishtadyumna then pierced Drumasena in return with three straight arrows, in the encounter, which were equipped with wings of gold, steeped in oil, and capable of taking the life of him at whom they are sped.  With another broad-headed shaft, the prince of the Panchalas then, in that battle, cut off from Drumasena’s trunk the latter’s head decked with bright ear-rings of gold.  That head, with (the lower) lip bit (in rage), fell on the ground like a ripe palmyra fruit separated from the stalk by the action of a strong wind.  Once again, piercing all those warriors with keen shafts, that hero, with some broad-headed shafts, cut off the bow of Radha’s son, that warrior conversant with all modes of warfare.  Karna could not book that cutting off of his bow, like a fierce lion incapable of brooking the cutting off of his tail.  Taking up another bow, Karna, with eyes red in rage, and breathing hard, covered mighty Dhrishtadyumna with clouds of arrows.  Beholding Karna excited with rage, those heroes, viz., those six bulls among car-warriors, quickly encompassed the prince of the Panchalas from desire of slaying