There the quick-coursing Panchalas, O Dhananjaya, are rushing against the elephants, horses and cars belonging the Dhritarashtra's party, divested of their riders. O foremost of men, O slayer of enemies, your warriors, giving up the love of their lives and invincible in battle, are, aided by Bhimasena's power, grinding the enemy's army.
निर्मनुष्यान् गजानश्वान् रथांश्चैव धनंजय॥ समाद्रवन्ति पञ्चाला धार्तराष्ट्रांस्तरस्विनः। विमृद्नन्ति नरव्याघ्रा भीमसेनबलाश्रयात्॥