Emperor Liang asked, “Zhou Jingyang, why would the God of War who protects our nation negotiate for peace?”
Those who love books do not boast of worthies; those who love war must not wage it recklessly.
One autumn, digging trenches cost countless soldiers their lives; by the tenth month, the generals who set fire to the wasteland had yet to return. My lord, do not speak of being ennobled. One general’s triumph is built upon the bones of ten thousand men.
Beyond the frontier lie countless lonely graves of my Great Liang sons. A single cold sword cannot record all the heroic souls on that memorial stele. If it could bring home our countless soldiers, I would gladly give up being made a general or granted a title.
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