God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Looking at Wuhachi's eyes like this, it simply didn't look like what an old man should have.

The eyes were obviously cloudy and astigmatism, but Hu Tingchu felt the excitement and joy.

That kind of thing is all for the future of the nation, not for your own eyes.

While Hu Tingchu admired him, he also felt a little sad.

If every Huns could do this, why would he stay on this grassland and wait quietly for the Han army.

"But this road is difficult to walk. Among the Han Dynasty, it is difficult for us to find people with great luck..." Hu Tingchu shook his head and said sadly.

The former Qiulin Monument actually wrote him a letter, telling the names of some very lucky people in the Han Dynasty.

Although he also wrote down the names of these people, it was so difficult to catch these people!

"Chang'an?" Wuha's red eyes were shining and he said excitedly, "There may not be a chance..."

When Hu Tingchu heard such words, he looked at Wuhachi in disbelief and said with a trembling tone, "What do you mean?"

"That young man was able to do such a thing, why don't we give it a try?" Wuhachi said hoarsely, patting his already dry chest with his rotten hand.

"I understand. If that's the case, I'm sorry to trouble you!" Hu Tingchu withdrew his gaze, made a back-up salute on the spot, and said very seriously, "May the God of Immortality bless you!!"

"The Immortal Heaven will also bless you, respected Shanyu!" Wuhachi accepted the gift directly, then turned around and left.

He is going to lead his own troops. As an old man, it is probably the last time to try and work hard for the future of this nation!

Instead of dying on your bed, it is better to burn the last candlelight for your nation.

Wuhachi looked at the blue sky, the crisp grassland, the sheepskin on his shoulders, and slowly lowered his head, "God of Immortality, please bless and protect the people of the grassland!"

"Chanyu, Wuhachi is already so old, is it really appropriate to let him go?" Chouhun looked at Wuhachi who was gradually walking away, his eyes a little red and swollen.

Chohun knew very well that no matter whether Wuhachi succeeded or not, this meeting would probably be the last time.

If we say goodbye today, I am afraid that we will be separated from each other and never see each other again.

Too old, almost hopeless.

If you just stay on the grassland and don't go anywhere, you can live for a few more years.

But if you lead troops in a war, you are really squeezing your life force!

"Do you think he is you?" Hu Tingchu glanced at Chuhun quietly and said slowly, "Among all the Xiongnu tribes today, the armies are basically organized, and the systems they use are also the same..."

When Chohun heard these words, he understood instantly.

The Huns, whose population is getting smaller and smaller, are simply unable to establish and possess a complete talent tree for their troops as they once did.

And the reason is all because of one army, that is, the Xiongnu's military soul army - the Xiongnu Guards.

As a truly inherited military soul corps, its position not only means combat power, but also means inheritance.

As long as this army of military souls does not disappear, they, the Huns, still have the power to compete with the Han Empire. However, for an empire, the military soul army does not mean immortality.

Chuhun knew very well that once the military soul army was completely destroyed, it would be difficult to come out again!

Especially the imperial will of their current Huns, which is already in tatters, cannot support another army of souls.

In this case, if you want to maintain your amazing strength, you must maintain the existence of the Army Soul Legion!

Under this ideological concept, the vast majority of the Huns' elite cavalry were essentially the reserve forces of the Huns' imperial guards.

It's just that because their strengths are different, their priorities are also different.

Under the gift of this unified nature, their army can be dismantled, merged, and adapted to each king at will.

It can be said that the benefits are quite obvious, and it can also ensure the combat effectiveness of the army.

As for the disadvantage, it is that it loses the diversity it once had, as well as the ability to be varied and whimsical.

It can be said that the existence of this system ensures the lower limit of the strength of their soldiers, but it also restricts their upper limit, and there are also multi-faceted problems.

Although every Hun soldier, whether charging on horseback or shooting with bows and arrows, is called excellent, this kind of excellence in almost all aspects will not be restrained, but it also means that the best advantage is lost...

"King Huanbei is different from you. He lived in an era where, like you, he was restrained from the direction of his development from birth..." Hu Tingchu told the past events softly.

The current military system of the Huns is also based on the Parthian Empire's large number of regular soldiers, uniform elite soldiers, and the system developed after that.

Under this system, the effects and survivability of the military soul army have been greatly improved, and they also have better scalability and survivability.

Better survival and development is Hu Tingchu's goal. As for the need for combat power, in Hu Tingchu's view, the strength of the Army Soul Legion is enough!

"No wonder the gap between the armies of the two sides is so obvious. When you get along with them, you even feel out of place..." Chonghun nodded seriously and understood the reason.

Before the reforms by Hu Tingchu and others, Uhachi's tribal army already existed.

This army is currently the only one among the Huns that does not belong to the Huns Guards Reserve Army.

"It is precisely because of the existence of this unit that we in the past were able to survive the cold winter, survive the shadow of the failure in the Tianshan Battle, and have a foothold in Central Asia..." Hu Tingchu He sighed with memories.

"Fantasy soldiers?!" Chonghun recalled the past and said thoughtfully.

For the Huns who once lacked population, fantasy soldiers were simply the only choice.

With such perfect cannon fodder, it can be said that there is no disadvantage when attacking a city.

Relying on this kind of daring and hard work, he succeeded in occupying a land with lush water and grass in Central Asia, but other people pretended not to see it!

"Although the Fantasy Soldiers were restrained to death by the Han Empire's army, they are still quite useful against people from other countries!" Hu Tingchu said lightly.

In the old Han-Hungarian war, it was not only the Han who made progress, but also the Huns. (End of chapter)