fallen into great distress, grasped a mace. Filled
with rage, the mighty car-warrior, Drona, of unbaffled
prowess, by means of a number of keen shafts, cut off
that mace, while it was on the point of being hurled
at him. Beholding his mace cut off by Drona with
arrows, that tiger among men, (viz., the Panchala
prince), took up a spotless sword and a bright shield
decked with a hundred moons. Without doubt, under
those circumstances, the Panchala prince determined
to make an end of that foremost of preceptors, that
high-souled warrior. Sometimes, sheltering himself
in his car-box and sometimes riding on his car-shafts,
the prince moved about, uplifting his swords and whirling
his bright shield. The mighty car-warrior Dhrishtadyumna,
desirous of achieving, from folly, a difficult feat,
hoped to pierce the chest of Bharadwaja’s son
in that battle. Sometimes, he stayed upon the
yoke, and sometimes under the haunches of Drona’s
red steeds. These movements of his were highly
applauded by all the troops. Indeed, while he
stayed amid the trappings of the yoke or behind those
red steeds, Drona found no opportunity to strike him.
All this seemed exceedingly wonderful. The movements
of both Drona and Prishata’s son in that battle
resembled the fight of hawk careering through the welkin
for a piece of meat. Then Drona, by means of
a dart pierced the white steeds of his antagonist,
one after another, not striking, however, the red ones
amongst them (that belonged to himself)[254].
Deprived of life, those steeds of Dhrishtadyumna fell
down upon the earth. Thereupon, the red steeds
of Drona himself, O king, where freed from the entanglements
of Dhrishtadyumna’s car. Beholding his
steeds slain by that foremost of Brahmanas, Prishata’s
sons, that mighty car-warrior, that foremost of fighters,
could not brook it. Though deprived of his car,
still that foremost of all swordsmen, armed with his
sword, sprang towards Drona, O monarch, like Vinata’s
son (Garuda) making a swoop at a snake. The form,
O king, of Dhrishtadyumna at that time, when he sought
to slay the son of Bharadwaja, resembled the form
of Vishnu himself in days of yore when at the point
of slaying Hiranyakasipu. He performed diverse
evolutions, in fact. O Kauravya, the son of Prishata,
careering in that battle, exhibited the well-known
one and twenty different kinds of motion. Armed
with the sword, and shield in hand, Prishata’s
son wheeled about and whirled his sword on high, and
made side thrusts, and rushed forward, and ran sideways,
and leapt high, and assailed the flanks of his antagonists
and receded backwards, and closed with his foes, and
pressed them hard. Having practised them well,
he also showed the evolutions called Bharata, Kausika
Satwata, as he careened in that battle for compassing
the destruction of Drona, Beholding those beautiful
evolutions of Dhrishtadyumna, as he careered on the
field, sword and shield in hand, all the warriors,
as also the celestials assembled there, were filled