O Janamejaya, the ornaments and armours resembled like the meteoric flashes in the sky. With their brows contracted and eyes red in anger, they moved in impatience, their ornaments and armours dangling with their agitated steps. The charioteers soon brought handsome cars, yoked with fine horses. Those heroes, armed with all kinds of weapons then got on those cars. They pursued the retreating chief of the Kurus. O descendant of the Bharata race, then occurred that wonderful fight. That hair-stirring battle in which innumerable kings were on one side and only one was on the other.
ताराणामिव सम्पातो बभूव जनमेजय॥ भूषणानां च सर्वेषां कवचानां च सर्वशः। सवर्मभिर्भूषणैश्च प्रकीर्यद्भिरितस्ततः॥ सक्रोधामर्षजिह्मभूकषायीकृतलोचनाः। सूतोपक्लृप्तान् रुचिरान् सदश्वैरुपकल्पितान्॥ रथानास्थाय ते वीराः सर्वप्रहरणान्विताः। प्रयान्तमथ कौरव्यमनुसत्ररुदायुधाः॥ ततः समभवद् युद्धं तेषां तस्य च भारत। एकस्य च बहूनां च तुमुलं लोमहर्षणम्॥