“For already I have learned, that a general's fame
stands on a pile of dry bones
Of what were once the people.”

—  Ts'ao Sung

Tsao Sung, War. In: Yu Kuan-ying (1954) "Book Review Peace Throwgh the Ages" in People's China, (1954) nr 14. July 16, 1954.-->

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