You may son Those horses cannot bear the twang of my bow and the slaps of my palms. Proceed there, OKrishna, for I will kill them.
मम ह्येतदशक्तं वै वाजिवृन्दमरिन्दम॥ सोढुं ज्यातलनिर्घोषं याहि यावनिहन्म्यहम्।