There is a song:
Dunhuang has produced divine generals since ancient times, winning the distant admiration of every borderland.
Their loyalty is known at the imperial court; their names were inscribed on the Qilin Terrace long ago.
We only regret that the borderlands separate us, and our heartfelt words are hard to convey.
Soon, we will destroy the wolf-like frontier tribes, and all will bow before the emperor.
...Wait a minute, bow before the emperor? What heartfelt words are there to convey? If he truly is a sage and a worthy ruler, why suppress the Guiyi Army? Why distrust Zhang Yichao? How did the realm come to be so turbulent and shattered, divided into pieces?
There is no sage in Hexi; a blade in hand, we make Chang’an our own!
The transmigrator Liu Jiang established himself in Guazhou and Shazhou, stirring up the local balance of power. After killing Suo Xun, bringing Zhang and Li to heel, and taking control of Guazhou and Shazhou, he was strolling through the city one day when he happened to hear this song. Thinking it over, he flew into a rage and rewrote the lyrics with a flourish:
We only regret that the borderlands separate us, and we cannot reclaim our homeland.
Soon, we will destroy the wolf-like frontier tribes and march east to bring peace to the realm!
The last famous general in Hexi in the late Tang Dynasty: Zhang Huaishen survived