Song Mojie cursed angrily and looked back at the navy soldiers and his own troops who had already surrendered on the river beach, and instantly understood the other party's intention. Zhu Lingyun wanted to cut off his troops at the waist and divide his elite cavalry into two parts.
In this way, the battle on the river beach was not a one-sided situation. On the contrary, the eight or nine thousand navy troops who defended the river beach had an advantage over the more than five thousand Zhennan Army cavalry rushing down the river beach. This was to He ate half of his cavalry forcefully, and his appetite was really quite big.
Song Mojie made the right decision. At this time, he could not take care of the vanguard troops who rushed up the river beach. Instead, he had to immediately annihilate the thousand enemy troops blocking the follow-up troops, so that the follow-up cavalry could catch up in time and join the battle. , to ensure victory. So he turned his horse's head and rushed to the rear with dozens of guards around him.
On the dark grassland hundreds of steps away from the river embankment, Song Mojie saw what the soldiers said was an extraordinary group of naval cavalry. He could hardly believe the scene before him.
In fact, there were nearly a thousand black figures galloping back and forth on war horses, and they even rode two people at a time. This kind of fighting method was unheard of, but it was able to kill a large group of Zhennan Army's light cavalry and retreat.
Every time they galloped past a Zhennan Army cavalry, one of the two black figures on horseback would raise his sword and slash. Once he was defeated, the other would use his strength on the horse's back and remain as careless as a flying bird. Regardless of jumping on the next cavalryman, they fell off their horses together, and the two finally worked together to annihilate the enemy.
In the short time that Song Mojie stopped for a dozen breaths, seven or eight Zhennan Army cavalry were killed in the hands of these two men. At this time, Song Mojie finally understood the true meaning of what the soldiers said, "They are not ordinary navy soldiers."
I wonder if there is such a weird or rogue way of fighting?
I have to admire the courage and imagination of Zhu Lingyun and his son. There were very few war horses in the navy camp. They might have had to ride two men per horse. If it was a daytime field battle, this method of increasing the load on the horses would definitely be digging their own graves, and the navy army was not good at horse fighting. , it is certainly impossible to fight against the Jingqi, but who would have thought that one of the people on the horse would be so desperate to adopt this method of perishing together?
The most frightening thing is that after falling to the ground, the Zhennan Army officers were almost shattered to pieces, while some Navy Army officers managed to survive because they had the enemy's backing, and they were able to stand up and continue to fight the enemy. Earn by exchanging two bloods.
That's right, this cavalry death squad with strange tactics was composed of 500 Zhu family soldiers led by Zhu Lingyun's eldest son Zhu Bosong, plus some of the strongest soldiers selected, and all the horses from the water army camp were assembled temporarily. Although they are not good at fighting, they are all trained men. In addition, Zhu Bosong, the commander's son, personally leads the team, so their morale is extremely high. The so-called people who don't care about their lives have extraordinary combat power.
They were crucial in Zhu Lingyun's entire plan. As Song Mojie guessed, when the trip horse rope and picket formation were broken through and the river turned to melee combat, Zhu Lingyun needed to form a superior force on the river beach, and In order to avoid the huge damage caused by the elite cavalry rushing into the formation, and try to avoid the shortcomings of the navy's poor horse fighting, it is necessary to divide the entire Zhennan Army's cavalry formation.
Therefore, the task of the thousand-man cavalry led by Zhu Bosong is to quickly cross in and attack with lightning speed, desperately dragging the enemy's follow-up cavalry to the wasteland, and allowing Zhu Lingyun to fight for annihilation and rush to the river beach. of the enemy's time.
At the beginning, except for Zhu Bosong, all of them were lurking in the north. When Song Mojie sent out a search team to search, they fell far behind and waited for the opportunity. After the Zhennan Army cavalry launched the attack, they immediately launched a charge. When they rushed to the flank of the Zhennan Army cavalry, the timing was just right. It happened to be when they broke through the picket array, and the killing led by Zhu Bosong began.
When life and death were at stake, Zhu Bosong took action without mercy. From the moment he approached the Zhennan Army cavalry, the son of the navy commander and the young marshal of the navy camp actually took the initiative to take on the most dangerous role in the two-man cavalry. Like a bird leaving the saddle, Wuwei roared and pounced on the enemy. He pulled out the dagger in his hands at the same time, so that the enemy could hit the ground before he died. Fortunately, he quickly killed one every time. The lives of the enemy soldiers, but every time they hit the ground, it brought real and huge pain and suffering.
At this time, Song Mojie was so shocked that he could only sit on the saddle obediently and watch as the guards shot out from around him.
He squeezed into the enemy's formation in the passage, and used the spear in his hand to kill the oncoming enemy.
Perhaps it was because Zhu Bosong personally went into battle and was not afraid of death. Even though the two armies had very different battlefield experience in this kind of close combat, the carnage caused by Zhu Bosong's thousand cavalry was actually astonishing. The small force of a thousand men literally split Song Mojie's fine cavalry into two halves.
Song Mojie's eyes were spitting fire, and he shouted loudly: "Continue the siege, and we will definitely strangle them!"
After that, Song Mojie continued to mount his horse. Dozens of guards around him and the rest of the Zhennan Army cavalry who were separated on one side of the river also rushed forward and entered the battle formation. Together with the brigade of soldiers and horses, the navy cavalry Surrounded.
Even if the tactics are strange, even if they are brave and difficult to defeat, the numerical disadvantage is real. Although Zhu Bosong, who is wearing thick armor, is constantly killing the enemy, his warriors are also constantly sacrificing. After all, many people He died after falling off his horse with the enemy. In fact, even Zhu Bosong himself was seriously injured. He may never stand up again next time he falls off his horse.
At the same time, spears were fired from all directions, and the navy cavalry in the encirclement gradually became unable to dodge. In just a moment, nearly a hundred navy soldiers riding two men and one rider were all stabbed and knocked off their horses.
Finally, Zhu Bosong's physical strength seemed to have reached its limit. After killing another Zhennan Army cavalry, Zhu Bosong had to turn over and take a rest in the saddle. But just for a moment to breathe, the surrounding Zhennan Army cavalry quickly gathered, and more than a dozen spears came from all directions.
Zhu Bosong had no choice but to jump up from his horse and pounce on a ferocious Zhennan Army cavalry, but in mid-air, what the young man saw were seven or eight spears with their heads pointing upward, waiting for him to fall.
Zhu Bosong deliberately pulled the enemy soldier's body under him and used the force to change the direction of his body falling. However, he suddenly realized that even though the enemy soldier under him did not rest in peace, a pair of blood-stained hands actually tightened his armor, making Zhu Bosong He was unable to break away at all, and his whole body had no place to rely on, and he drifted towards the seven or eight shining spear points.
Zhu Bosong knew that he was going to die, and subconsciously tried his best to look towards the river beach, hoping to take a last look at his father Zhu Lingyun, but a hand-to-hand fight was going on on the river beach, and he had no idea where the figure was or how the battle was going.
"Father, you must survive!" Zhu Bosong sighed secretly in his heart, closed his eyes and waited for death...
