Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Luoyang is still in the midst of prosperity, but in just a moment, the prosperity in front of him is like a painting that has been erased.

The people who had been in and out of the city quickly moved towards the outside of the city. The army marched in, and thick black smoke and flames floated over Luoyang City. Among the black smoke and flames, there were countless shouts, which were extremely shrill.

Cao Cao's hand holding the whip was clenched, his eyes fixed on Luoyang City, and he said: "Sir, if those eight people are in charge of this Luoyang, why?"

Cao Cao couldn't continue talking immediately, as a person in troubled times, how could he not know.

Even if Dong Zhuo entered Luoyang back then, why didn't he burn, kill and loot Luoyang when he left Luoyang?

When the army marches to a place, letting the soldiers rob, burn and kill is the fastest way to gather the morale of the army. How could Cao Cao have done such a thing?

Thinking of this, Cao Cao stopped talking. He really didn't have the qualifications to talk about it.

But seeing the black smoke over Luoyang, his heart skipped a beat. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He just clenched his horsewhip tightly, and his thick palms were a little pale from his strength.

Luoyang is still changing in front of me. After the black smoke dissipated, Luoyang seemed to have returned to its former appearance after a while, but the city became more and more dilapidated, and fewer and fewer people came in and out.

At this time, another army came from a distance, Cao Cao's mind was suddenly blank, and the whip in his hand fell from his hand as if he had forgotten it.

"Sir, that is, the Huns!"

Cao Cao pointed at the army, whose uniforms and weapons were clearly the appearance of the Huns.During the melee period of the Three Kingdoms, there were occasional spies from other races, but although Cao Wei's army couldn't help Wu Shu, there was no problem at all in fighting the Huns.

Cao Cao looked at the Huns army in front of him, with surprise and anger hidden in his eyes.

Lin Yi nodded and said, "This is the army of Liu Yuan, the son of the Huns. During the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, foreign tribes invaded. Later generations called it Wuhu Luanhua. Liu Yuan claimed to be a descendant of the Han Dynasty and established the former Zhao Dynasty."

Cao Cao kicked his eyes, squeezed his hands, and roared in a low voice: "Huns! How dare you take the name of my Han family! When I go back, I will definitely destroy the Huns!"

No matter how angry Cao Cao was, it was impossible for him to go down and argue with Liu Yuan at this moment, so he could only stand beside Lin Yi and sulk.

In such a long history of the Han Dynasty, how dare the Huns be so arrogant?Even during the melee period of the Three Kingdoms, the Xiongnu did not dare to invade the Central Plains at will. How can they say that they established a country in the Central Plains and pretend to be the Han Dynasty.

Thinking of this, the anger in Cao Cao's heart became even more unstoppable, but he still didn't show it. After all, he really can't do anything now.

However, seeing this scene, Cao Cao made a secret decision in his heart. After he returned, he must completely wipe out the Xiongnu!
The Luoyang in front of me is constantly changing, but the changes are almost repetitive.

It was invaded by aliens, then plundered and burned down. After a few years, it was restored bit by bit by the people in power. However, the changes before Cao Cao's eyes did not happen bit by bit. The time in front of him was speeding up. From Cao Cao's point of view, in this city of Luoyang, the cries of the common people have hardly stopped.

And every once in a while, it gets higher and worse.

Cao Cao's nails sank deep into his clenched fist, and he watched with a cold expression on his face without saying a word.

Isn't he a person with the world in mind?
Seeing this change in front of him, this cry, how could he not feel heartbroken.

If he wasn't Cao Cao, but an ordinary citizen, he might howl loudly when he saw this scene.

In CCTV, Sun Hao looked at the rapidly changing misery and war in front of him. Although he was bitter in his heart, he still said: "Is it not good to broadcast these, after all, there are still foreign audiences watching."

No matter who you are, you always want to show your best side to outsiders.

And the scene in front of him completely revealed the most painful aspect of Chinese history.

Director Li has seen more about this aspect than Sun Hao. He sighed deeply and said: "History is not a fig leaf. Even if it is aimed at foreigners, there is no need to whitewash the peace. It is what it should be. This is the collection. Besides, we don’t make programs for people from abroad.”

What Director Li said is not wrong. If all the history of suffering is forcibly covered up or skipped, then the four characters of Dian Zang Huaxia will become synonymous with whitewashing peace.

Huaxia has a glorious past, but it also has a painful past.

Since the brilliance can be seen, why should the pain be covered up?

History is not a fig leaf, but a mirror to see the future based on the past.

Sun Hao understood and looked at the live broadcast, but couldn't hold back after all, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

Just the change of a city already made him unable to hold back his tears.

Many viewers, like Sun Hao, have long been weeping.

The 5000-year-old blood of China flows through their bodies. The voices in these wars and the people who are burning with fireworks are all their own blood relatives and compatriots. How can they not feel pain.

How can I not feel sad.

The live broadcast room fell silent in an instant, and there were very few bullet screens. It seemed that everyone was silently mourning for these people.

Foreign live broadcast rooms are similar to domestic live broadcast rooms. Disasters are a common vulnerability in the deep memory of human beings.

Among the few barrages in the live broadcast room, there were a few impressive barrages.

"The rise of Huaxia is not an accident. The suffering they have endured has created their perseverance and bravery today. They have never lost anything. On the contrary, we need to learn a lot from them."

"Disaster is the enemy of mankind. For some issues, I think I need to rethink more."

"This voice makes my soul cry."

In the picture, Cao Cao was silent, and then let go of his tightly clenched hands. He sighed and looked at the black smoke that went straight to the sky, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Sir, I would like to answer your question, sir."

He already vaguely knew what Ji Dong wanted to ask.

Lin Yi's gaze also fell on Luoyang City, with a pitiful lament in his eyes.

"Cao Gong, what is your ambition now?"

Lin Yi asked, Cao Cao smiled and said slowly: "Take back the world, unify the mountains and rivers."

"The people of our Han Dynasty cannot suffer such disasters."

He spoke extremely calmly, but if you listen carefully, you will hear a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"In the past, when I first promoted Xiaolian, I had already made a wish in my life. I only wished to make great contributions to the Han Dynasty. When Cao Cao died of old age, I would leave a good name as a Han Xiaoqi General."

"However, the world is unpredictable. Dong Zhuo disrupted the world, and the eighteen princes rose together. I, Cao Cao, was one of them, so that the people of the world will not be able to live in peace every year."

"Later, the north was pacified, the world was divided into three parts, Cao was defeated in Chibi, and he could no longer compete with Wu Shu for a period of time. I wanted to recharge my energy, but time is not waiting for me, sir. If Cao takes a break, what will happen to the people? "

Cao Cao said, but his eyes were very calm. He was not moving himself, but expressed his feelings very calmly.

"Cao has been thinking about whether Cao can sit on the throne of the Han family, but now, Cao is not willing to sit. For the rest of my life, no matter whether it can be done or not, I am willing to plan for the people of the world for another year or two. .”

Cao Cao turned his head to look at Ji Dong, and cupped his hands in front of him.

"Sir, Mr. Cao, thank you for showing me this afterlife!"