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The Mahapurana, Uttara Purana
Our chariots, fully equipped and with their axles firmly bound, why should they not be ready for battle? Let the foot soldiers, horses, and elephants run ahead, what can they do to these valiant beings? Victory is ours, and with this thought, the chariots, laden with their burden, moved slowly. The righteous, wielding their weapons, the chakravartis with their single wheels, attacked from all directions. What wonder is it that the two-wheeled chariots attacked from all directions? Like mountains, their foreparts raised high, their tails trailing behind, their trunks raised high, adorned with red tips, resembling lotus ponds. Their conduct was subservient to others, they were like children, and they seemed to be driving away the bees that were buzzing around their ears with the sound of their flapping wings. They resembled black clouds with rows of white herons, their white flags fluttering in the wind. Some of the elephants, smelling the musk of other elephants, were ready to fight with their trunks, which were blooming like lotuses in the sky. They were restrained from fighting by the sharp blows of the ankushas, which had wounded them in their flanks. They shook their heads repeatedly near the group of female elephants, their anger subsided, and they were led by the chieftains. The elephants, with their towering bodies, seemed to be attacking the entire world. These moving mountains, the elephants, emerged from all sides. The flags, driven by the favorable wind, were moving towards the enemy, as if they were ready to fight, abandoning their staffs. Or, they seemed to be removing the cloud-like dust that had settled on the clear sky. Or, they were holding staffs, that is, they were attached to staffs, and therefore they were imitating the elders, or they were released at the right time, that is, they were unfurled, and therefore they were following the path of the sages. At that time, the dust was rising and spreading everywhere, as if the earth, burdened by the army, was breathing.