Song Mojie scolded angrily, looked back at the sailor soldiers and his own soldiers and horses on the river beach, and instantly understood the other party's intentions. Zhu Lingyun wanted to cut off his soldiers and horses 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 8,000 or 9,000 sailors on the river beach who were defending the danger had an advantage over the cavalry of the more than 5,000 Zhennan Army who were rushing down the river beach.

Song Majie made the right decision, at this time, he could not care about the vanguard soldiers and horses rushing to the river beach, but to immediately annihilate the thousand enemy troops who blocked the follow-up soldiers and horses, so that the follow-up cavalry could catch up and join the battle in time to ensure victory. So he turned his horse's head and rushed to the rear with dozens of guards around him.

On the dark barren grassland hundreds of steps away from the river embankment, Song Majie saw the extraordinary naval cavalry team that the soldiers were talking about, and he could hardly believe the scene in front of him.

There are really nearly a thousand black shadows galloping back and forth on war horses, and they even ride two people together, this kind of combat method is unheard of, but it can kill the light cavalry of the Zhennan army in the brigade and retreat.

Every time he galloped past the side of a cavalryman of the Zhennan Army, the black shadow of the two of them, one of them raised his blade and slashed, once he was defeated, the other actually borrowed his strength on horseback, and then pounced on the next cavalry like a bird, and planted the horse together, and the two finally worked together to annihilate the enemy.

In the short time that Song Majie stopped for more than a dozen breaths, there were seven or eight cavalrymen of the Zhennan Army who died in the hands of these two people. At this time, Song Majie finally understood the true meaning of the soldier's words, "They are not an ordinary naval army".

How can there be such a strange or scoundrel tactic?

I have to admire the courage and imagination of Zhu Lingyun's father and son, there are few horses in the water camp, they may have to use two people and one horse, if it is a field battle during the day, this way of increasing the load of war horses must be digging their own graves, and the water army is not good at horse fighting, and it will definitely not be able to fight against the elite horse, but who would have thought that one of the people on horseback would be so desperate to adopt this way of dying together?

And the most terrible thing is that after falling to the ground, the officers and men of the Zhennan Army are almost crushed, and some of the officers and men of the Navy are lucky to survive because of the enemy's back, and they can even pat their butts and stand up to continue to fight the enemy.

That's right, this team of cavalry death squads with strange tactics is the five hundred Zhu family soldiers led by Zhu Lingyun's eldest son, Zhu Bosong, plus some of the most robust soldiers selected, assembled all the war horses in the water camp temporarily. Although they are not good at horse fighting, they are all practitioners, and with Zhu Bosong, the son of the commander, personally leading the team, their morale is extremely high.

They were very important in Zhu Lingyun's whole plan, as Song Maha guessed, when the triphorse rope and the spike formation were broken through, and the river beach turned into hand-to-hand combat, Zhu Lingyun needed to form a superior force on the river beach, and to avoid the huge damage caused by the elite cavalry charging into the formation, and try to avoid the shortcomings of the navy army's poor horse warfare, so it was necessary to divide the formation of the cavalry of the entire Zhennan Army.

Therefore, the task of the thousand-man cavalry led by Zhu Bosong was to quickly intersperse and cut in, strike with lightning speed, drag the enemy's follow-up cavalry desperately on the wasteland, and give Zhu Lingyun time to annihilate the enemy army rushing onto the river beach.

At the beginning, except for Zhu Bosong, they were all lurking in the north, and when Song Majie sent a search team to search, they fell far behind and waited for the opportunity. After the cavalry of the Zhennan Army attacked, they immediately launched a charge, and when they rushed to the flank of the cavalry of the Zhennan Army, the time was just right, just when they broke through the stake formation, so the killing led by Zhu Bosong began.

At the time of life and death, Zhu Bosong shot mercilessly, starting from approaching the cavalry of the Zhennan Army, the son and son of the commander of the navy, the young marshal of the naval battalion, actually took the initiative to take on the most dangerous role in the two of them, like a bird leaving the saddle, fearlessly roared and flew on the enemy's body, and the short sword in his hand was pulled out at the same time, so that the enemy could not die on the ground and make up for the knife in time, fortunately, he quickly ended up with the life of an enemy every time, and every time he landed brought real great pain and suffering.

At this time, Song Maha was already shocked, so he could only sit honestly on the saddle and kill the guards around him

In the passage, he squeezed into the enemy formation, and slashed the enemy troops who rushed with the spear in his hand.

Perhaps because Zhu Bosong personally went into battle and was not afraid of death, even if the battlefield experience of the two armies in this kind of close combat was very different, but the killing caused by Zhu Bosong's thousand cavalry was very amazing, and he fought a bloody road all the way, and with a small number of troops of less than a thousand people, he simply divided Song Majie's elite cavalry into two halves.

Song Maha's eyes erupted with fire, and he shouted loudly, "Continue the siege, and we will definitely strangle them!"

After saying that, Song Majie continued to ride his horse, and dozens of guards around him and the rest of the cavalry of the Zhennan Army who were cut off on the side of the river bank also rushed forward to fight into the battle formation, and gathered with a large group of soldiers and horses to surround the cavalry of the navy.

Even if the tactics are weird, even if they are brave and invincible, the disadvantage in numbers is indeed real, although Zhu Bosong in thick armor is constantly killing the enemy, but the warriors under his own command are also constantly sacrificed, after all, many people have died after planting their horses with the enemy, in fact, even Zhu Bosong himself is seriously injured, maybe the next time he falls off the horse, he will never be able to stand up again.

At the same time, spears from all directions stabbed indiscriminately, and the naval cavalry in the encirclement gradually could not dodge, and in just a moment, nearly a hundred sailor soldiers who rode in two people were concentrated and picked off their horses.

Finally, Zhu Bosong's physical strength seemed to have reached its limit, and after another culling of a Zhennan cavalry, Zhu Bosong had to roll over and rest in the saddle for a while. But just a moment of respite, the cavalry of the Zhennan Army around them quickly gathered, and more than a dozen spears stabbed from all directions.

Zhu Bosong had to reluctantly jump up from his horse and pounce on a fierce cavalryman of the Zhennan Army, but in mid-air, the young man saw seven or eight spears with their heads pointing upwards, waiting for him to fall.

Zhu Bosong deliberately dragged the corpse of the enemy soldier under him, and used his strength to change the direction in which his body fell, but he suddenly found that even though the enemy soldiers under him were dead, a pair of bloodstained hands actually pulled his armor tightly, so that Zhu Bosong was powerless to break free, and his whole body had no place to borrow, and it fell towards the tips of the seven or eight guns that were shiny.

Zhu Bosong knew that he was going to die, and subconsciously looked towards the river beach, hoping to take one last look at his father Zhu Lingyun, but hand-to-hand combat was raging on the river beach, and he didn't know where his figure was or what the battle situation was.

"Father, you must survive!" Zhu Bosong sighed secretly in his heart and closed his eyes to die......