Chapter 1117 I don't believe that the Huns were destroyed
Dozens of miles outside Wuyuan County, Zhao Hong rode a horse and rushed towards the army.
Zhao Hong, who is ten years old, looks thin and weak, but he has a lot of strength. I don't like to read much, I like to practice martial arts, and every day I take a group of people, riding horses, and wielding Mo knives.
Although he has a lot of strength, after all, he is still young, and the Mo knife he uses now weighs only more than 20 catties, which cannot be compared with Zhao Hui's.
However, a ten-year-old boy wielding a twenty-pound Mo knife is already very terrifying, even some adults have no strength after a few swings.
"Father."
I haven't seen him for a year, and Zhao Hong misses Zhao Hui very much.
The past few years in Wuyuan County have been the longest time he has spent with Zhao Hui.
Before he was young and couldn't remember, he had the impression that his father Zhao Hui had always been leading troops to fight outside, and even if he came back, he wouldn't be able to stay long, and there were many things that he didn't spend much time with him every day.
Last year, Zhao Hui led the army to conquer the Huns, and Zhao Hong wanted to go with him, but Zhao Hui did not agree, so people looked at him and did not let him follow.
"Father."
Zhao Hong rode his horse and rushed towards Zhao Hui's army.
The soldiers in front saw Zhao Hong rushing towards the army, and instantly raised the spear in his hand.
"Wait."
Dianman waved his hand to stop these soldiers, and also rode a war horse and ran forward a few steps, saying, "Little Hong'er, why are you here?" ”
"Brother Dianman, where's my father?"
Although last year, Zhao Hui did not take him to conquer the Huns, and Zhao Hong had a little resentment in his heart, but after this year, it has long become a miss.
"The general is in the Chinese army, you go back with me." Pawn Mando.
He didn't let Zhao Hong go directly to the Chinese army to find Zhao Hui.
When the army returned to Wuyuan County, those who received the news gathered outside the city gate to greet Zhao Hui.
Hundreds of people are cheering for Zhao Hui, cheering for Zhao Jun, and cheering for Dahan.
They have lived here for generations, even if they are not subject to the Huns over the years, but their parents still remember the evil deeds of the Huns before.
For the resentment of the Huns, they have long been deep in the bone marrow, and countless people are looking forward to this day in their hearts.
Even, some people, never dare to think.
I never dared to think that they could one day sweep away the Huns.
The cheers continued, from the sight of the banner of the army to the time when the army entered the city, and more and more people gathered around them, and the cheers became louder and louder.
From today onwards, they no longer have to worry about the Huns coming to loot.
They can go out of the city with peace of mind, and they can even run freely on the grassland.
This is an incomparably fertile land, but the Huns will not take advantage of it.
Even if it is herding cattle and raising sheep, the Han people are more powerful than the Huns.
The conquest of the Xiongnu lasted a year, and Zhao Hui, who returned, also found that Wuyuan County had become better.
The population here is growing and there are more and more literate people.
It's just that Zhao Hui still hasn't seen the signs of democracy.
Even though he has set up a special course on democratic ideas in the academy, he is only learning children at present, and they are just as incomprehensible now.
Even if you memorize everything word for word, many people still don't understand.
If Zhao Hui enforces it immediately, it will still backfire.
However, if the current progress continues, Zhao Hui is worried that in another ten or twenty years, there will still be no way to promote democracy.
Even in his life, there may be no way to see it.
For this reason, Zhao Hui also deliberately set up a newspaper in Wuyuan County, constantly preaching democracy, but there were few followers.
Even if someone asks, but after introducing them, they lose interest.
The people of Wuyuan County don't pay attention to democracy at all, and they don't care much about who will be the Taishou.
It was only at this time that Zhao Hui understood that it was really too difficult to change a system.
It was much more difficult than he had imagined.
Wuyuan County alone already made Zhao Hui feel so difficult.
Mandatory implementation will inevitably cause chaos in the world.
Zhao Hui does not have to vote for any election, his ultimate goal is to awaken the people to protect their rights.
Don't be resigned to it.
Don't grovel.
They can stand up to the heavens and the earth, even if they are just a farmer, they can stand proudly in the middle of the heavens and the earth.
However, hundreds of years of thinking have been difficult to change.
Originally, Zhao Hui thought that the next generation could be changed through education, so that the students in the school could change their parents.
But now, not even many students in school can grasp it.
"Liu Bei, Cao Cao, what about them?"
Three days after returning to Wuyuan County, Zhao Hui remembered the three of them.
He led his army to exterminate the Xiongnu, but Cao Cao and Sun Ce were still left in the city.
In the past four years, these three heroes have been wearing coarse cloth clothes every day, resting from sunrise to sunset.
It's really like those old farmers.
However, in addition to their daily work, the three of them also paid great attention to Dahan, Wuyuan County, and Zhao Hui's every move.
Although they lost to Zhao Hui, they were not completely convinced in their hearts.
The current life is very unsatisfactory, not what they want at all, but in order to be able to see what changes Zhao Hui can make in Wuyuan County, in order to be able to see the new changes in Dahan, they are willing to live in Wuyuan County for the rest of their lives.
Compared with Wuyuan County four years ago, although the people here have limited ideological improvement, the changes in the city have been very great.
Every street has been repaved with stone slabs, and not a single dirt road is visible in all the streets of the city.
Outside the city, there are also four smooth avenues. It connects the Central Plains and the grasslands.
A large number of houses in the city have also been newly built, and hundreds of people have moved into new residences.
Their standard of living has improved dramatically compared to four years ago.
And in the past four years, Cao Cao, Sun Ce, and Liu Bei, who have been living in Wuyuan County, have also felt the most profound in the hearts of the three of them.
However, the three of them did not think that they were inferior to Zhao Hui because of this.
If it were replaced by them, under such good conditions, the three of them would think that they could do it and make the lives of the people under their rule better and better.
Compared with the changes in Wuyuan County in the past four years, what is more shocking in the hearts of the three of them is how Zhao Hui swept away the Huns in one year?
This is what shocks them the most, and this is what makes them the most desperate.
That's what they think they can't do.
Even if they were given 100,000 horses and 200,000 horses, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Ce, none of them dared to threaten to exterminate the Xiongnu.
They could defeat the Huns, and it would not be difficult for them to defeat the Huns.
The Xiongnu, as the great enemy of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years, could not be solved by one or two victories.
It's not that the Han didn't win battles, but the defeated Huns could easily escape, their damage was not great, and they could still make a comeback the next year.
Regarding the news that is now spreading in the city, Cao Cao and the three of them have the first feeling in their hearts that all this is fake.
It was impossible for Zhao Hui to completely exterminate the Xiongnu.
Everything was deliberately spread by Zhao Hui, just to increase Zhao Hui's own status and prestige, and to make Zhao Hui closer to that position.