There comes the car drawn by white horses and having Krishna as its driver, the car which even all the soldiers cannot resist as the fruit follows the work. There comes the son of Kunti slaying all his foes along the way, he of whom you were inquiring.
अयं सरथ आयातः श्वेताश्वः कृष्णसारथिः। दुर्वारः सर्वसैन्यानां विपाकः कर्मणामिव॥ निघ्नन्नमित्रान् कौन्तैयो यं कर्ण परिपृच्छसि।