Then, seeing Duryodhana, mighty Bhimasena the Pandava, wishing to put an end to the quarrel, took up his mace. Seeing mighty-armed Bhimasena with his mace raised, like the peak of Kailasa, your sons fled in fear. But Duryodhana, enraged, urged on the king of Magadha, and, placing him in front with a force of ten thousand swift elephants, advanced against Bhimasena. Seeing the elephant-force charging at him, Vrikodara descended from his chariot, mace in hand, roaring like a lion. Taking up his great mace, heavy as mountain-stone, he charged at the elephant-force like Antaka with jaws agape. Mighty, strong-armed Bhimasena moved through the battle, striking down elephants with his mace, like Vasava with his thunderbolt. At his mighty roar, which shook mind and heart, the elephants scattered in confusion, huddling together before the bellowing Bhima. Then the sons of Draupadi, the great chariot-warrior Saubhadra, Nakula, Sahadeva, and Dhrishtadyumna Parshata, guarding Bhima's back, rushed forward against the elephants, showering them with a rain of arrows, as clouds pour rain upon mountains. With kshuras, kshurapras, bhallas, and golden anjalikas, the Pandavas felled the heads of the elephant-warriors. Falling heads and adorned arms and hands with their goads seemed to shine like a rain of stones. The elephant-warriors, their heads shorn away at the shoulders on the backs of the elephants, appeared like trees with broken tops upon mountain heights. We saw other great elephants too, fallen and falling, struck down by the great-souled Parshata.