God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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If everything went well at the beginning, Hu Tingchu would still have the idea of ​​staying, but what happened later made Hu Tingchu give up such a choice.

If his spiritual talent has no limit on the number of times, no matter how strong the Han Dynasty is, he won't mind taking a gamble.

But it is a pity that the number of times his spiritual talent can be used every year is pitiful!

"Can this really be accomplished?" Wuhachi, who was nearly 70 years old, stroked his pale beard, but there was doubt in his words!

"No problem, Zahu's physical fitness is pretty good. Although it is much worse than the Xiongnu people, it is still good. Compared with most people in the Parthian Empire, it can be said to be very strong!" Hu Tingchu There was absolute certainty in his words.

He obviously has stronger physical fitness, but his combat effectiveness is no different from those of the small countries in the Western Region.

In this case, Hu Tingchu could understand the reason without thinking in his head.

"Really?" Wuhachi sighed softly and said extremely calmly, "Since Shanyu has this level of confidence, I'd better fight hard and finally return to the grassland, at least let other people , if there is a chance to leave..."

Hu Tingchu was stunned for a moment when he heard such words, and then he reacted and looked at Wuhachi in surprise.

"Hahaha..." Wuhachi, who was stared at by such eyes, laughed on the spot. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was sonorous and powerful. "When people are old and can't walk anymore, we should let young people walk more. This grassland is a good place. Hatred should stop at you and me..."

Only after old people like him leave will the new young people have a broader space and an easier future to imagine.

"Thank you!" Hu Tingchu hesitated for a moment, but he could only say thank you.

With calculations to his level, many things have to be carried out even if they know the tragic consequences.

Because only after experiencing suffering today can we see a beautiful tomorrow.

They have no choice and no choice!

"Instead of thanking me, why not think about who to choose as your successor..." Wuhachi also understood Hu Tingchu's thoughts, but his hoarse voice was telling the future.

As time passed, he also grew older.

Similarly, Hu Tingchu, the Xiongnu Chanyu who had experienced the Battle of Tianshan, was not as good as before and was slowly aging.

Even if your will is extremely strong, how can you resist the power of time?

After hearing these words, Hu Tingchu's breathing became much heavier.

"Alas!" Hu Tingchu turned around and looked around, but finally had to sigh.

The power of the Xiongnu Chanyu is indeed very huge, but he is not obsessed with this position just for this little power.

To this day, the main reason for sitting in this position is because there is no suitable person in the entire tribe except him.

People in this position do not need invincible force, but must be decisive and wise enough. Only in this way can they lead the tribe to continue in a clear and rational state.

A mediocre Chanyu is enough to bury hundreds of years of accumulation of the Huns.

Similarly, a wise monarch will also create a strong nation. Thinking of this, Hu Tingchu couldn't help but recall the past.

The conflict between Han and Hungary in the past was at its peak and also its craziest time.

The Huns produced five generations of wise Chanyus in succession, but to no avail, the Han Dynasty produced six generations...

"It seems that Shanyu hasn't made a choice yet!" Wuhachi looked at Hu Tingchu who looked heavy and helpless, and instantly understood Hu Tingchu's thoughts, and said to himself, "Today's young people are impulsive. , irritable, irritable, and do things without considering the consequences. If you are a soldier or general, it will not matter, but if you are a Shanyu, you will only go to the endless abyss..."

"So this time I went east, in addition to letting the tribe understand all this, I also wanted to choose a successor, a young successor who can understand these principles, instead of like us, who understand everything, but are already in their twilight years and have no choice. Alright..." Hu Tingchu said in a serious tone.

If he was still young, he wouldn't be able to suppress the young people below. How could he follow the young people's ideas and go east to look for the future like he is now?

As long as he is young, he is the representative of young people, and his will is the will of youth, which is the will of the future.

But it's a pity that he is getting older and he has become half an old man.

In the eyes of young people, older people are not only conservatives but also bigots.

Resist new things, resist new forces, and resist change and reform.

This generation gap, which is almost caused by age, and the incomprehensible gap between the two sides, gave Hu Tingchu a headache.

The communication between the two parties was full of mistrust from the beginning, and mutual suspicion made communication more difficult.

Once something goes wrong, it will heighten suspicion on both sides and go further and further.

Wuhachi, who is older than Hu Tingchu, is more aware of the gap brought about by age, and there is nothing he can do about it...

"It's a pity, I don't have time, and it's hard to help you anymore..." Wuhachi stretched out his rotten hand and told the difficulties in a low and hoarse tone.

"According to what the Xianbei people said before, after occupying a certain geographical advantage, they planned to capture some Han people with profound luck, plunder their luck, graft it onto our nation, change the national destiny of the nation, and thus make the future Xiongnu Among the people, there is a greater chance of giving birth to real talents, giving birth to talents who can change the situation of the world..." Hu Tingchu's face was full of regret.

As long as there are enough national fortunes, the people born in the country will inevitably be strengthened. The chance of talents emerging by then will be much better than now.

As long as he lasts another ten or twenty years, he can choose a suitable successor from the new younger generation to inherit the position of the Xiongnu Chanyu.

Compared with family inheritance, Hu Tingchu at this time actually preferred that the strong should be promoted and the weak should be demoted.

Only the truly strong will lead the Xiongnu race to get out of the current predicament and move towards a truly bright and great future!

A mere blood relationship already seems insignificant compared to such a grand dream.

And what kind of killing and bloodshed will be caused in this process is not within the scope of Hu Tingchu's consideration.

"Plundering the luck of those who have deep luck?" Wuhachi's eyes flashed with joy, and he murmured again, "Yes, there is still such a way, we still have a way..." (End of this chapter) )