b. With the bellowing, unwinking, conquering, Fighter, hard to overthrow, and daring Indra, With Indra do ye conquer, do ye withstand The foe, O heroes, with the strong one who holdeth the arrow in his hands.
c. He is mighty with those who have arrows in their hands and quivers, Indra who joineth hosts with his band, Conquering in combat, drinker of Soma, with many a band, With bow uplifted, and shooter with well-drawn arrows.
d. O Brhaspati, fly round with thy chariot [1], Slaying the foe, driving away the enemy; Defeating hosts, destroyer, victor in battle, Be thou protector of our chariots.
e. The cleaver of the cowstalls, finder of the cows, with the thunderbolt on his arm, Victorious, crushing in might a host, Be heroes, O my fellows, like him; O comrades, follow in Indra's footsteps.
f. Conspicuous by might, strong, heroic, Enduring, mighty, steadfast, dread, Surpassing heroes and warriors born of strength, Do thou, winning kine, mount, O Indra, thy victorious car.
g. In might penetrating the cowstalls, Impetuous [2], the hero, Indra, with wrath a hundredfold, Hard to resist, enduring in battle, unovercomable, May he aid our armies in the battles.
h. Indra (be) their leader, and let Brhaspati, The sacrificial fee, the sacrifice and Soma go before; Let the Maruts precede the hosts divine, That overthrow and conquer.
i. Of Indra, the strong, of Varuna, the king, Of the Adityas, of the Maruts the mighty host-- The voice hath ascended of the gods Great-hearted that shake the worlds as they conquer.
k. Ours (be) Indra, when the standards meet; Ours be the arrows that conquer [3]; Ours be the heroes who are victors, And us do ye aid, O gods, at our invocations.
l. Exalt our weapons, O bounteous one, Exalt the might of my warriors; Exalt the strength of the steed, O slayer of Vrtra, Let the sound of the conquering chariots arise.
m. Go ye forward, O heroes; conquer; Be your arms strong; May Indra accord you protection That ye may be unassailable.
n. Let loose, fly forward, O arrow, expelled with holy power; Go to our foes, and enter [4] them; Not one of them do thou spare.
o. Thy vital parts I clothe with armour; May Soma, the king, cover thee with immortality, Space broader than broad be thine; May the gods take delight in thy victory.
p. When the arrows fly together Like boys unshorn, Then may Indra, slayer of foes, Accord us protection for ever.