The army of the sons of Pandu, deprived of its consciousness began to utter cries of “Oh” and "Alas.” In that battle father slew his own son and son slew his own father, and friend slew his dear friend urged on to the deed by Destiny. Many combatants of the Pandava army, doffing their armours, were seen to run away in all directions with their hair disheveled. Then the troops belonging to the son of Pandu were seen to run hurriedly in fear like a herd of bulls throwing aside the yokes of cars, and the cries of distress that these troops then uttered were indeed fearful. Then the descendant of the Yadava race beholding the army thus routed,
अनीकं पाण्डुपुत्राणां हाहाभूतमचेतनम्। जघानात्र पिता पुत्रं पुत्रश्च पितरं तथा।॥ प्रियं सखायं चाक्रन्दे सखा दैवबलात् कृतः। विमुच्य कवचानन्ये पाण्डुपुत्रस्य सैनिकाः॥ प्रकीर्य कैशान् धावन्तः प्रत्यदृश्यन्त सर्वशः। तद् गोकुलमिवोद्भ्रान्तमुद्घान्तरथकूबरम्॥ ददृशे पाण्डुपुत्रस्य सैन्यमार्तस्वरं तदा। प्रभज्यमानं सैन्यं तु दृष्ट्वा यादवनन्दनः॥