Cut off into a hundred fragments with the arrows of the son of Hridika, (the armour of Yudhishthira) ornamented with gold, fell down, scattered in that battle, O monarch (from its body) like a cluster of stars (dropping from) the sky.
हार्दिक्यशरसंछन्नं कवचं तन्महाधनम्। व्यशीयर्त रणे राजंस्ताराजालमिवाम्बरात्॥