Arjuna, in particular, melted with pity, had cried out repeatedly.  Disregarding, however, the cries of Arjuna as also these of all the kings, Dhrishtadyumna stew Drona, that bull among men, on the terrace of his car.  Covered with Drona’s blood, Dhrishtadyumna then Jumped from the car down upon the ground.  Looking red like the sun, he then seemed to be exceedingly fierce.  Thy troops beheld Drona slain even thus in that battle.  Then Dhrishtadyumna. that great bowman, O king, threw down that large head of Bharadwaja’s son before the warriors of thy army.  Thy soldiers, O monarch, beholding the head of Bharadwaja’s son, set their hearts on flight and ran away in all directions.  Meanwhile Drona, ascending the skies, entered the stellar path.  Through the grace of the Rishis Krishna (Dwaipayana), the son of Satyavati, I witnessed, O king, the (true circumstances about the) death of Drona.  I beheld that illustrious one proceeding, after he had ascended the sky, like a smokeless brand of blazing splendour.  Upon the fall of Drona, the Kurus, the Pandavas and the Srinjayas, all became cheerless and ran away with great speed.  The army then broke up.  Many had been slain, and many wounded by means of keen shafts.  Thy warriors (in particular), upon the fall of Drona, seemed to be deprived of life.  Having sustained a defeat, and being inspired with fear about the future, the Kurus regarded themselves deprived of both the worlds.  Indeed, they lost all self-control.[255] Searching for the body of Bharadwaja’s, son, O monarch, on the field covered with thousands of headless trunks, the kings could not find it.  The Pandavas, having gained the victory and great prospects of renown in the future, began to make loud sounds with their arrows and conchs and uttered loud leonine roars.  Then Bhimasena, O king, and Dhrishtadyumna, the son of Prishata, were seen in the midst of the (Pandava) host to embrace each other.  Addressing the son of Prishata, that scorcher of foes, viz., Bhima said, ’I will again embrace thee, O son of Prishata, as one crowned with victory, when that wretch of a Suta’s son shall be slain in battle, as also that other wretch, viz., Duryodhana.’  Having said these words, Bhimasena, the son of Pandu, filled with transports of joy, caused the earth to tremble with slaps on his armpits.  Terrified by that sound, thy troops ran away from battle, forgetting the duties of the Kshatriyas and setting their hearts on flight.  The Pandavas, having become victors, became very glad, O monarch, and they felt great happiness, derived from the destruction of their foes in battle.’”

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