शरान् विचित्रान् महतो रुक्मपुङ्खाञ् शिलाशितान् ॥
मुमोच शतशः क्रुद्धो गभस्तीन् इव भास्करः ॥
क्षुरप्रैर् वत्सदन्तैश् च विपाठैश् च महायशाः ॥
नाराचैर् अर्धनाराचैर् भल्लैर् अज्ञलिकैर् अपि ॥
अवाकिरद् रथानीकं भारद्वाजस्य पश्यतः ॥
ततस् तत् सैन्यम् अभवद् विमुखं शरपीडितम् ॥
śarān vicitrān mahato rukmapuṅkhāñ śilāśitān ||
mumoca śataśaḥ kruddho gabhastīn iva bhāskaraḥ ||
kṣuraprair vatsadantaiś ca vipāṭhaiś ca mahāyaśāḥ ||
nārācair ardhanārācair bhallair ajñalikair api ||
avākirad rathānīkaṃ bhāradvājasya paśyataḥ ||
tatas tat sainyam abhavad vimukhaṃ śarapīḍitam ||
Wondrous, mighty arrows with golden feathering, whetted on stone, he loosed by the hundred, in rage, as the sun looses its rays. With razor-arrows and "calf-tooth" arrows, and broad arrows, the greatly renowned one, with nārāca shafts, half-nārācas, bhallas and añjalika-arrows, overwhelmed the chariot host before the very eyes of Drona. Then that army turned back, ravaged by arrows.
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The long roster of arrows -- razors, nārācas, bhallas, añjalikas -- shows the fullness of the boy's mastery of arms: for every target, its own weapon. Again he is likened to the sun scattering its rays: his valor is luminous. It is telling that the army flees "before the eyes of Drona" -- the master of formations stands powerless before the boy. The verse teaches that the perfection of a warrior lies in commanding the whole range of means, since different targets call for different instruments; that valor, like the sun pouring out its countless rays, is inexhaustible in its expressions; and that a single boy turning back an entire host before a helpless Drona marks the zenith of his glory -- after which, as the tale has already more than once foretold, a fateful turn must follow.