Episode#45 The air was rich with the pungent odour of horses and elephant dungs, vultures flew over the Kurukshetra battlefield that reeked of war, death and devastation. When Duryodhana entered the battlefield in his chariot, his army received him with great cheer, filled with renewed enthusiasm; he surveyed the battlefield as far as his eyes could take him, the massive ocean of warriors stood spread-eagle on both the sides. He felt he was at the top of the world and with an air of victory when he twanged his bowstring, his army roared and responded jubilantly, Duryodhana was dazed with their abundant mirth and waved his hand with gratitude. He looked at the dedicated and extremely devoted masses of his people who were ready to lay their lives on the battlefield for their dear king. Looking at them, he felt a twinge of guilt gnawing at his heart - was he misusing their loyalty by sending them as sacrificial goats on the battlefield? He would win the kingdom - but what would they ga