Names are not earned by fighting for them, they are earned by keeping them. Under the name, there are living people.
In the war of the Five Dynasties, heroes competed for their names. One person, one sword, and a three-hundred-year-old account. The roster is in hand, and the world is on one's shoulders; the Khitan presses the territory and plans to compete. The enemy holds the pen, the righteous holds the sword, and both name and life hang by a thread. It is easy to cut off thousands of armies with a sword, but it is difficult to restore the reputation to the world.
