HARIHARESHWARI 16 - विशृंखलित राजवंशाः

CHAPTER 72

On the battlefield, the clash of swords and the sound of war cries filled the air as the Mathura army, led by Krishna, Balram, and Satyaki, faced off against the mighty forces of Magadh, commanded by Jarasandh and his allies.

The sun beat down mercilessly, casting long shadows of the soldiers as they engaged in fierce combat. Soldiers on both sides clashed with deadly intent, slashing at each other with swords, spears, and axes. The ground became slick with blood as men fell, their bodies piling up in horrifying heaps.

Krishna, Balram, and Satyaki mounted on their chariots, their eyes blazing with determination, led their army forward. The earth trembled beneath the hooves of their horses as they charged towards the enemy lines. Balram's chariot, drawn by fierce stallions, thundered through the ranks of Magadh soldiers, crushing all who dared to stand in its path. Krishna's chariot, driven by Daruk himself, weaved through the chaos with unmatched skill and precision, striking down enemy warriors with his divine bow.

Satyaki, with unmatched bravery, fought alongside his cousins, his chariot cutting a path through the enemy army like a blade through silk. He unleashed a storm of arrows upon the enemy ranks, that found their mark with deadly accuracy, leaving a trail of fallen enemies in his wake. His movements were calculated, his aim true and unwavering.

Despite the chaos and bloodshed around him, Satyaki remained composed and focused, like a warrior possessed by a higher purpose. His prowess with the bow and arrow was unmatched, and his enemies trembled at the sight of him on the battlefield. The Magadh soldiers, witnessing the devastation caused by Satyaki, felt a shiver run down their spines.

In a desperate attempt to stop him, they quickly formed a circle around Satyaki, hoping to contain his advance. But Satyaki remained undaunted. With a steely gaze and a confident smile, he calmly assessed his opponents before unleashing a relentless onslaught of arrows upon them. The air was filled with the whistle of arrows flying through the sky, finding their mark with unerring accuracy.

Witnessing the devastation caused by Satyaki's relentless attack, Hiranyadhanu moved by a mix of courage and desperation, stepped forward to challenge him in a duel. Despite his age, Hiranyadhanu fought with the strength and skill of a seasoned warrior. In a fierce battle, the allied king's arrow grazed Satyaki's arm, goading him into a rage.

Angrily Satyaki launched a barrage of arrows towards Hiranyadhanu, who raised his shield just in time to save himself. The arrows nevertheless shattered the chariot into splinters, leaving the king of Nishadhas momentarily stunned.

In the midst of the battlefield, some soldiers had also encircled Balram with maces in hand, a tense silence hung in the air. Balram, known for his strength and valor, calmly looked at his adversaries, as he prepared to fight on the ground.

"Tum akele itno se nahi lad sakte balak !"

"Tum kya jaano gadayudh kya hota hai ! Tum toh kheto mei karya karne wale gwale the !"

Their taunts echoed as they underestimated his prowess in mace fighting. Undeterred, Balram's smile remained unwavering as he dropped his mace.

"Satya kaha tumne.... Gada se ladna mai kaha jaanu ?" With a simple gesture, he raised his hand towards the sky. Dark clouds gathered ominously above, thunder rumbled across the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down into his waiting palm.

The soldiers, took a step back in fear as the lightning illuminated Balram's figure. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck down into his waiting hand, transforming into a colossal plough. It was massive and gleamed with a divine light, its sharp edges crackling with energy. The soldiers, who had been taunting Balram moments ago, now trembled in fear as they beheld the mighty weapon in his grasp.

As Balram wielded the giant plough with ease, his eyes ablaze with determination, "Kintu hal chalana toh ata hi hai !" he let out a mighty roar that shook the battlefield.

With unparalleled strength and agility, he lunged at the enemies, wielding the thunderous plough as his weapon. Each swing of the divine plough cleaved through the air with ferocity, striking his adversaries with deadly accuracy.

"Halayudha ! Halayudha !" Krishna cheered as he rode past from Balram, making him chuckle.

As Krishna's chariot, driven by the skilled charioteer Daruk, surged forward, it seemed to blur past the enemies like a swift gust of wind. His divine arrows flew with unerring precision, striking down any foe who dared to stand in their way. The air resonated with the twang of his bow and the cries of fallen warriors as he continued to pierce through the defenses of Magadh.

As Krishna's chariot neared, Jarasandh recognized the threat and commanded the son of Hiranyadhanu, "Ekalavya, Krishna ko roko. Yadi woh yaha aya toh hum parast ho jaayenge !"

Ekalavya, with steely determination in his eyes, nodded, "Ji Samrat." He said and signaled his charioteer to charge towards Krishna.

The thundering hooves of the horses echoed across the battlefield as Ekalavya's chariot closed in on Krishna's, aiming to thwart his progress.

With determination in his eyes, Ekalavya met Krishna's gaze as their chariots came to a halt. The dust from the battlefield settled around them, creating an eerie silence in the midst of the cacophony of war.

"Krishna ! Saavdhaan !" Challenging Krishna to a duel, Ekalavya's voice rang out amidst the chaos of battle.

Krishna, with a knowing smile, questioned, "Pichle do baar parast hoke seekh nahi mili, ya man nahi bhara ?"

Anger flared in Ekalavya's eyes. He swiftly notched an arrow and released it towards Krishna with lightning speed. But in a display of unparalleled skill and finesse, Krishna intercepted the arrow midair with his own, shattering it into pieces before it could reach its target.

The duel between the two warriors began, arrows flying through the air like deadly streaks of light. Krishna's arrows found their mark with unerring accuracy, piercing through each of Ekalavya's shots. Despite his best efforts, Ekalavya struggled to defend himself against Krishna's onslaught. The sheer power and skill of Krishna's archery were overwhelming, leaving Ekalavya barely able to save himself from the relentless barrage of arrows.

As the sun dipped towards the horizon, Krishna unleashed a flurry of arrows, shattering Ekalavya's chariot, leaving his horses and charioteer lifeless. The overwhelming display of power from Krishna left Ekalavya vulnerable and defeated.

Then Krishna's chariot, drawn by the faithful steed Daruk, thundered towards Jarasandh. The enemy leader's eyes widened in shock as Krishna's chariot closed in. Just as Jarasandh raised his bow to strike, Krishna's arrow flew true and shattered the Magadhpati's weapon with a resounding crack.

Before Jarasandh could gather his wits, Krishna swiftly dispatched Jarasandh's charioteer with a swift strike, then leaped onto Jarasandh's chariot. With a glint of determination in his eyes, Krishna pressed a sword against Jarasandh's neck.

"SAINIKO !" His voice thundered causing all the soldiers to stop, "MAGADH PUNAH PARASAT HUYA !"

Hearing this the troops of Magadh and its allies lowered their weapons. Jarasandh's gaze swept over the battlefield, witnessing his troops in disarray under the fierce onslaught of Balram and Satyaki. With a mixture of defiance and defeat in his eyes, Jarasandh locked gazes with Krishna before lowering his head. He had been defeated again.

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A/N

The third war against Magadh and this time I've shown Satyaki as well ❤️✨

And in case you forgot, Satyaki's valour is compared to being like that of Krishna, Balram, Arjun and Pradyumn. He was labelled as the best warrior among Yadavas.

So fierce, so strong.... Yet always missing from movies and serials.