Reviewing the Troops at Kuei-lin with Military Inspectors Chiang And Chang

On the pennants of blue are bold characters:
" Wild Cat Imperial Guards. "
Linked armor of gold is worn over field coats.
A thousand ships moored for the night —
the misty river is wide.
Breakfast fires burn in ten thousand stoves —
the vaporous mountains are high.
On the general's broad swallow-jaws
whiskers bristle like lances.
The prisoners — emaciated geese! —
have faces that look like knives.
I'm only sorry that Kao Shih is not here
to ride horses with us to West River
and review the mustered troops.
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Yang Chi
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