Uttara Kumara swung his horses to the right. But by now they were too near the Kaurava phalanx to avoid it entirely. As the chariot stormed at them, some Kaurava warriors rushed forward to chal lenge Arjuna. The Pandava cried to his sarathy, "Go after the serpent banner, Uttara Kumara, go like the wind!"
The Matsya prince turned the chariot sharply, but some of Duryodhana's brothers were too close to evade. A tide of arrows rose from the Gandiva, driving them back, while Uttara Kumara's chariot flitted past one tip of the crescent moon.
Bheeshma cried, "He is after Duryodhana! Catch him quickly, or he will kill our prince."
Bheeshma turned his own chariot and went after Arjuna as hard as he could. Meanwhile Arjuna neared the Matsya herd. He said to Uttara Kumara, "Slow the chariot, let us free the cattle first."
Another fire-tide from the Gandiva and, in moments, a thousand men guarding the Matysa herd died. The rest fled. Exultant Arjuna roared to his charioteer, "Indra's Matali cannot match you today! After the serpent-banner again, Kumara."
As if he had been a sarathy all his life, Uttara Kumara went furiously after the fleeing Duryodhana. When the Kuru horsemen herding them fled, Virata's cattle turned and stampeded back home to their cowherds. Prince Uttara weaved through the milling herd and stayed on Duryodhana's trail. Bheeshma, Karna and the other Kurus barred his way.
As a mind does its thoughts, the Gandiva streamed arrows.
Karna peeled away from the main Kaurava force and plunged at Arjuna. As he went, Aswatthama cried at him, "If you lose, you can always ask Shakuni what to do next!"