wounds, with face exceedingly red, filled with great wrath, Bhimasena endued with great activity, said these words, “Ye heroes, that which I had vowed in respect of Duhshasana in battle, I have accomplished today.  I will soon accomplish my other vow by slaying that second beast, viz., Duryodhana, in this sacrifice of battle.  Striking the head of that wicked-souled one with my foot in the presence of the Kauravas, I shall obtain peace.”  Having said these words, Bhima, filled with great joy, drenched with blood, uttered loud shouts, even as the mighty and high-souled Indra of a 1,000 eyes had roared after slaying (the Asura) Vritra.’”

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“Sanjaya said, ’After the slaughter of Duhshasana, O king, ten of thy sons, heroes that never retreated from battle, all of whom were great car-warriors, endued with mighty energy, and filled with the poison of wrath, shrouded Bhima with their shafts.  Nishangin, and Kavachin, and Pasin and Dundadhara and Dhanurgraha, and Alolupa, and Saha, and Shanda, and Vatavega and Suvarchasas, these ten, afflicted at the slaughter of their brother, united together and checked the mighty-armed Bhimasena with their shafts.  Resisted on all sides with their shafts by those great car-warriors, Bhima, with eyes red as fire with fury, looked resplendent like the Destroyer himself in rage.  Partha, however, with ten broad-headed shafts of great impetuosity, equipped with golden wings, despatched to Yama’s abode those ten Bharata princes decked with golden bracelets.  Upon the fall of those ten heroes, thy army fled away in the very sight of the Suta’s son, overwhelmed with the fear of the Pandavas.  Then, O king, great fear entered the heart of Karna at sight of Bhima’s prowess which resembled that of the Destroyer himself unto living creatures.  Then Shalya, that ornament of assemblies, understanding the state of Karna’s mind from a survey of his features, addressed that chastiser of foes in words suited to the hour, “Do not be grieved, O son of Radha!  This deed does not become thee.  Afflicted with the fear of Bhimasena, these kings are all flying away.  Exceedingly pained by the calamity that has befallen his brother Duhshasana in consequence of his blood having been quaffed by the high-souled Bhima, Duryodhana is stupefied!  Kripa and others, and those of the king’s brothers that are still alive, with afflicted hearts, their rage quelled by sorrow, are tending Duryodhana, sitting around him.  Those heroes, the Pandavas of sure aim, headed by Dhananjaya, are advancing against thee for battle.  For these reasons, O tiger among men, mustering all thy prowess and keeping the duties of a Kshatriya before thy eyes, proceed against Dhananjaya.  The entire burthen (of this battle) has been placed upon thee by the son of Dhritarashtra.  O thou of mighty arms, bear that burthen to the best of thy power and might.  In victory there will be great fame.  In defeat, heaven is certain.  There, O son of Radha, thy son, Vrishasena, filled with wrath