Mahābhārata

Sānjaya said: When the elephant division was killed, your son Duryodhana urged all the soldiers to kill Bhimasena. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Then all the armies, at the command of your son, attacked Bhimasena, roaring terrible roars. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

That army, which was endless and difficult to withstand even by the gods, which was difficult to cross, like the ocean at the time of the equinox, ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Filled with chariots, elephants, and horses, resounding with the sounds of conch shells and drums, Then the king saw the endless, boundless, still lake, ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

In that battle, Bhimasena, like another great ocean, checked the army-ocean, which was unperturbed, like the tide. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Then we saw a wonder, a marvelous thing that was also believable. O king, in that battle, Bhima's deed was superhuman. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

With his mace, Bhimasena struck the entire earth, with its horses, chariots, and elephants, without hesitation. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Having restrained that mass of strength of those (Pāṇḍavas) with his mace, the best of charioteers, Bhīma stood firm in the tumult, like the immovable ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

In that tumultuous and terrible time, extremely dreadful, Brothers and sons, and Dhrishtadyumna the son of Prishata, ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Drupada's sons, Abhimanyu and the great warrior Shikhāndin did not abandon the immensely powerful Bhima in the face of danger. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Then, taking up a heavy iron mace, he killed the enemy warriors, like the god of death with a staff in his hand. Overpowering the mass of chariots and the mass of horses, ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Bhima roamed in the battle like fire at the end of the yuga, slaying all in the battle like the lord at the end of the yuga. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

The son of Pandu, with the force of his thighs, was crushing the chariots and the net of chariots, and was trampling down all the elephants, like an elephant trampling down the ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

Crushing the charioteers from the chariots, the elephant-warriors from the elephants, The cavalry from the backs of the horses, and the infantry from the ground, ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

And in many places, men, elephants and horses were killed. The battlefield was like the abode of death. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

M. N. Dutt: Like the dreadful club of the destroyer himself, and like the effulgent thunderbolt of Indra himself, was seen the terrible-loO king and death-dealing club of Bhimasena.

M. N. Dutt: The appearance of that high-souled son of Kunti, as he whirled his mace, became as terrible as that of the Destroyer himself at the time of the universal destruction.

M. N. Dutt: Beholding him repeatedly smash that mighty host and advance like Death himself, all the warriors became cheerless.

M. N. Dutt: Uplifting his mace, in whichever direction the son of Pandu turned his eyes 0 Bharata, from that direction, all the soldiers fled (deserting their ranks).

M. N. Dutt: Beholding Vrikodara of fierce deeds armed with his mace and unconquered by the sea of soldiers and seeing him break the ranks and devour the hostile troops, like Death himself with his gaping mouth, Bhishma rushed at him with great impetuosity,

M. N. Dutt: Riding on his car of great effulgence and of rattle as loud as the rumble of clouds, and covering the sky with the shower of his arrows, like Parjanya pouring down rain.

M. N. Dutt: Seeing him make towards himself like the Destroyer with wide upon mouth, the mightyarmed Bhimasena inflamed with rage, rushed towards him.

M. N. Dutt: That very moment, the heroic grand son of Shini namely Satyaki fell upon the grand-sire (Bhishma), and he began to slay his enemies with his strong bow, agitating the army of your son the while.

M. N. Dutt: That at time, O Bharata, all the warriors of your ariny were unable to check him, as he advanced, borne by steeds of Argentine effulgence, discharging (right and left) his shafts well-whetted and furnished with beautiful wings.

Then Ārjuna, the son of Pritha, the best of archers, pierced him with sharp arrows. Then the hero, the grandson of Shini, pierced him back with four arrows and ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

M. N. Dutt: Then the Rakshasa Alambhusa pierced him with ten shafts only. Piercing him in return with fine arrows, the grandson of Shini, advanced on his car.

M. N. Dutt: Seeing that heroic warrior of the race of the Vrishnis thus advancing, and whirling in the midst of his enemies, and checking the foremost of the Kurus and uttering repeated war-cries in the battle,

They were unable to restrain the best of men, who was shining like the sun at midday. There was no one there who was not distressed, except for King Somadatta's son. ℹ︎This translation was generated by AI and may be inaccurate. More information about the AI-driven translations process can be found in the About page.

M. N. Dutt: your warriors showered their arrow downpour on him, like rain clouds drenching the mountains with torrents of rain. They wear unable to check the carrier of that hero who appeared like the mid-day sun in his full glory.

M. N. Dutt: At that time, o king there was none (in your army) who was not cheerless, except the son of Somadatta, by namc Bhurishravas. This one seeing the car warriors of his side routed, Bharata grasping his bow of fierce impetus, rushed at Satyaki desirous of fighting with the latter.