Chapter 275: Wind and Rain (3)
It's a very simple setback, and you can even remove the word "defeat".
For this battle, Xue Zhao didn't take it to heart, and the generals below didn't take it to heart until the most ordinary soldiers, and if you want to count the casualties, it is estimated that Jin An's casualties will be greater than them.
Quite an ordinary day.
Xue Zhao sent someone to send the battle report to Chang'an, and described it a little, a bit of an understatement, without explicitly saying that he had won the battle or lost the battle.
It was a long, long time before the battle report reached Li Zenan's hands, but at that time, nothing could be recovered.
Sometimes this world is so wonderful, some small things, small details, but can change the fate of a person, even the fate of thousands of people, the course of history.
And beyond the undulating earth, to the camp of the Jin'an army under Jinling City, it is a different scene.
Jin An looked happy, very happy.
Today's "victory" was very poor and inexplicable, and many people were holding back the fire in their stomachs, and no one could understand what this guy was happy about.
Even Jiang Tunshui, who came up with that idea, didn't know what Jin An's idea was.
In this battle, they didn't get any bargains, and it was true that they repelled Xue Zhao, if they were measured by who retreated, they were indeed victorious, but Xue Zhao did not have any losses.
At night, Jin An sat on the head of the city, sat on the ground, lit the fire, and ate barbecue.
On the surface, this description sounds a bit strong, but in fact his movements are extremely elegant, whether it is sitting or chewing slowly.
He was celebrating his victory alone, and because no one else would identify with him, his celebration was very lonely.
However, infected by his emotions, Ji Ru seemed to be in a good mood.
She stood at the pass, propped her jade arms there, held her cheeks, and looked at the night scene in the distance outside Jinling City, with a happy smile on her pretty face.
The wind on the summer night was particularly cool, probably because of the contrast with the heat of the day, her skirt and hair were fluttering, and there was a sense of femininity.
"It would be nice to be able to just look at the scenery in the distance like this all the time without having to bear the psychological burden...... she muttered.
Li Xiyun raised her slender hand, touched her hair with a smile, felt the peace and happiness of her soul, was deeply infected, and her mind was also much more relaxed.
"Yes, how nice." She chimed in.
Ji Ru raised her head, looked at her alluring face, and said, "Sister, no matter how difficult life is, the mood must be beautiful!" β
For so many days, she was very clear about Li Xiyun's psychological journey, she thought that if it was her, she might also be sad and worried, she wanted to do something for Li Xiyun, but she couldn't do much, comfort was the only thing she could do.
Li Xiyun glanced at her, smiled "poof", and said, "Thank you, but I think I can't do a lot of things, and now that I have made a choice, I can only follow him all the way." β
She cast her eyes on the young man who was close to Jin An, with a complicated expression.
Xue Zhao retreated briefly, and most people did not dare to take it lightly, because Xue Zhao did not suffer any blows, and there was a long way to go to confront the other party.
But after all, Xue Zhao will not come, at least tonight, or tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow.
Short-term peace is rare, and sometimes you need to relax and not think too much.
Guan Kuo picked up a piece of meat beside Jin An and roasted it on the fire, his technique was not very good, but seeing that Jin An was eating very happily, he felt that it was not an inappropriate thing to join in, and it was a victory anyway, only Jin An celebrated alone, it was too lonely and lonely, and he felt distressed (this sentence is so hypocritical).
Jiang Tunshui, Tie Shanwu and others are also not there, Xue Zhao has always been a threat, they are all in the army, just in case.
So it's really just Kim An.
"You seem to be happy with the outcome of that battle during the day today?" Guan Kuo flipped the meat in his hand while glancing at Jin An from the corner of his eye.
Jin An put down the barbecue, lifted the teacup, took a sip of it comfortably and elegantly, his eyes were frivolous, and asked, "We have won, aren't you satisfied?" β
"Victory?" Guan Kuo twitched his mouth, "Hmm...... A beautiful victory indeed. β
Jin An chuckled: "What, it sounds like you have an opinion, why don't you come and have a more beautiful victory?" β
Guan Kuo waved his hand again and again: "You tortured me, I don't have such a strong ability, it's just that I think you celebrate very unreasonably, which can be seen from your lonely appearance now." β
"I can hear you're sarcastic, but do you think I'm the kind of person who is arrogant and arrogant before he even skims it?" Jin An put down the teacup and said with a straight face.
"So I want to know what the hell you're up to." Guan Kuo is also unambiguous and goes straight to the point.
Jin An smiled.
"You gave me a bad idea at the time, and the purpose was to kill Xue Zhao, that is to say, you also admit that Xue Zhao is our big trouble, as long as the commander of the other party is not Xue Zhao, maybe it will be better, after all, the famous generals of the Northern Tang Dynasty are almost dead, and the next one is estimated to be fine."
Guan Kuo nodded: "Yes." β
"Then you must kill Xue Zhao?" Jin An suddenly forced his gaze to the past.
His eyes were brightβshiny, like a knife, and he looked a little awe-inspiring.
Guan Kuo frowned.
If he didn't want to kill Xue Zhao, then why was Xue Zhao crippled now?
Jin An immediately realized this, so he changed his words: "If you want to win against them, or at least make your current situation not so miserable, you must kill Xue Zhao to achieve it?" β
"So what do you think should be done?" Guan Kuo asked.
"Actually, our purpose is very simple - just let Xue Zhao leave is enough." Jin An's expression looked very confident, and the glance he glanced at Guan Kuo was particularly meaningful.
Guan Kuo didn't know what he wanted, but a chill suddenly rose all over his body.
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Xue Zhao's war report to Li Zenan was "a long, long time later", but "a long time later" before that, a bloody storm swept Chang'an.
And out of Chang'an, it extended to other lands in the Northern Tang Dynasty.
At that time, Xue Zhao and Jin An had already fought two more games, and Jin An lost again.
But these two don't have much to do with what's happening here.