Under the command of your son, they rushed upon the enemy at the head of their respective troops. Fearful was the uproar made by the elephants and horses of the kings rushing to the charge, mingled with the lionlike shouts of the warriors and the din made by the sounds of conchs and drums. The uproar of that ocean (the battle field), which had arrows for its crocodiles, bows for its snakes, swords for its tortoises and the toward leaps of the warriors for its tempest, looked like a real ocean agitated by a tempest. Thousands of kings commanded by Yudhishthira attacked the ranks of your son with their respective troops.
ततस्ते पार्थिवाः सर्वे प्रगृहीतशरासनाः। सहसैन्याः समापेतुः पुत्रस्य तव शासनात्॥ युधिष्ठिरेण चादिष्टाः पार्थिवास्ते सहस्रशः। विनदन्तः समापेतुः पुत्रस्य तव वाहिनीम्॥ उभयोः सेनयोस्तीव्रः सैन्यानां स समागमः। अन्तर्धीयत चादित्यः सैन्येन रजसाऽऽवृतः॥