Peeling aside the dense leaves of the shrubs in front of him, Wang Zhu poked out his two eyes and looked at the busy army under the hillside.

It was an army of more than 10,000 people from Luo's Ghost Kingdom, led by Ji Huo, the son of the country's leader Pugui. At this moment, what appeared in front of Wang Zhu's eyes was just their vanguard, with about two or three people.

Looks like thousands of people.

They were busy making rice in pots. They probably wanted to have a bowl of hot rice to eat immediately after the main force arrived. Dozens of large pots were lined up in several rows, and green smoke was rising. It was probably ten miles away.

You can clearly see the scene here from outside.

There is a large area of ​​flat land at the foot of the mountain, and a creek can provide water. Moreover, the terrain nearby is relatively flat. The small hills are mainly covered with bushes, and even large forests are hard to find.

From a military perspective, this is a good place.

It is also a difficult place for enemies to ambush.

But Wang Zhu happened to be hiding in this place.

There were not many people, only fifty riders.

Luo Gang did not agree with Wang Zhu's bold plan.

In fact, he was not a timid person, but he felt that using fifty cavalry to attack an enemy vanguard force of two to three thousand people was simply a matter of striking an egg against a rock. One person could drown you with just a spit of spit.

But Wang Zhu didn't think so. When he was in Hebei, he saw many scenes where small teams raided large enemy troops and then fled.

As for life and death, in fact, on the battlefield, how can you make your own decisions about life and death?

Even if you are walking on a mountain road, maybe a rock will fall and kill you for no reason?

You never know, accident or tomorrow, which one will come to visit you first!

Wang Zhu is a typical offensive general.

Even though the mission he received now was to defend, what he was thinking about was still how to destroy more enemies during defense.

So a series of strategies were hatched during the debate between Wang Zhu and Luo Gang.

The current attack is just the first step in this series of traps.

Now in the area from Guanling to Puding, Wang Zhu can command roughly more than 5,000 troops, of which 3,000 are his own troops, and the other more than 1,000 are from Han Zu's Xiang army.

It was handed over to Luo Gang. Now, it is basically handed over to Wang Zhu to command.

The other 2,000 people under Han Tong's command are still stationed in Bangzhou to guard the base camp.

The enemies at the foot of the mountain are not useless.

At least they left about a hundred cavalrymen to patrol the surrounding areas.

Dozens of soldiers carrying axes, saws, knives, ropes and other things came towards where Wang Zhu was hiding.

They had cut down almost everything that could be burned around them, and now they were looking at the dense bushes on the hillside of Wangzhu.

Wang Zhu grinned, showing his white teeth.

He reached out and touched his own war horse, which was also lying on the ground. A small wooden stick was tied across the mouth of the horse. At this moment, it was exactly like Wang Zhu, and it actually bared its teeth. It seemed to be very humane.

laugh.

He glanced past his own horse and looked behind him and to both sides. He saw fifty warriors and fifty horses, all of them looking murderous.

Wang Zhu drew his knife.

The other hand gently patted the war horse.

When the war horse suddenly stood up, Wang Zhu had already climbed onto his horse.

Carrying the guy and talking and laughing towards the bushes, the soldiers of Luo's Ghost Kingdom suddenly appeared in the sight of dozens of heavily armed guys riding tall horses.

At that moment, these dozens of guys were stunned.

Their subconscious reaction was to rub their eyes collectively.

It wasn't until they heard the shouts and the sound of horse hooves from above that they finally realized that this was not an illusion, but a fact.

The enemy is right in front of them, right above their heads.

Someone screamed and turned and ran.

Some people's eyes were wide open and they wanted to run, but their legs couldn't use any strength.

Some people's legs went weak and they sat down on the ground with a thud.

In fact, above this distance, there is no difference between running or not running.

Death or immortality actually depends on whether you are on the line of these cavalry charges.

In other words, the life and death of these dozens of soldiers at this time depended entirely on luck.

The horse is like a dragon and the sword is like a rainbow.

Wang Zhu took the lead. He just held the handle of the knife tightly, leaned over the horse's back, and let the horse gallop down.

Enemies in front who had no time to avoid were knocked flying like grass puppets, while enemies who encountered the blade suffered an even worse fate, with blood splattering and screams heard endlessly.

The enemies gathered together below were obviously in a panic, and the officers were shouting loudly. However, the soldiers who had been marching for a long time had just relaxed. They were gathering in groups here and there.

Or resting, being attacked suddenly, and trying to gather in a hurry is not easy at all.

Whenever you want to do something very urgently, but you fail to do it, this is generally the reason.

The more than a hundred cavalrymen who were standing aside now became the life-saving straw for these soldiers of Luo's Ghost Kingdom.

And these cavalrymen rode up to meet them without hesitation.

There were not many enemies, and at this moment, they could see clearly that even if it was just a cavalry battle, it would be two to one.

But Wang Zhu obviously didn't see it that way.

In his eyes, the cavalry on the opposite side were like wooden and clay sculptures riding on horses.

The cavalry in the north always looked down upon the cavalry in the south.

Especially for a leader from the northern cavalry like Wang Zhu, his horizons are even higher.

Although the opponent's number was twice as many as his, in his eyes, they were nothing more than a hundred wooden piles waiting to be chopped.

The fifty cavalrymen behind him were warriors he had selected from thousands of people and had undergone rigorous training. However, in Wang Zhu's view, they were just the tallest among the dwarfs.

When it comes to riding skills, southerners can never compare with those in the north who have grown up on horses since childhood.

With his left hand, he took the God's Arm Crossbow that had been strung long ago. Wang Zhu raised his hand and hooked the weapon. His arm trembled slightly. With the power of the God's Arm Crossbow, only someone like him could still fire and hit the bow accurately with one hand.

Hit the target.

Watching the enemy who had taken dozens of steps turn over and fall under his horse, Wang Zhu inserted his bow into the bow bag next to the saddle with satisfaction.

The sound of Linlin's divine arm bow being fired came from his side.

It's just that his men don't have the ability to hold the divine arm bow with one arm and fire it like him. They all hold the bow with both hands and fire it before inserting the bow bag and then drawing the sword.

This method of combat came from Xiao Ding.

Originally, for people like Wang Zhu, it was absolutely reluctant to use the Divine Arm Bow like this. Opening the bow for a long time without firing would cause great damage to the Divine Arm Bow. If a Divine Arm Bow could be fired a hundred times,

In this way, it would be considered good to be able to cum fifty times without breaking.

That is to say, people like Xiao Ding who don't have to worry about not getting the God's Arm Bow use it like this regardless of loss, but this kind of usage allows his soldiers to have a higher survival rate in the war.

But this is only for Xiao Ding.

For other troops, human life is actually not valuable. If a person dies in battle, it is only worth ten or twenty thousand points.

It was only when Wang Zhu worked under Xiao Cheng that he realized what it means to pay for one's life.

In Xiao Cheng's opinion, losses like this are simply normal. What Xiao Cheng told him was that a qualified soldier was worth much more than these equipment, so the soldiers were equipped with the best armor.

, the best bow, the sharpest weapon.

Xiao Cheng even told him that when there is no need to fight desperately, saving the lives of soldiers is the first priority.

Many of what Xiao Cheng said about leading troops were the opposite of what Wang Zhu had heard before.

However, Wang Zhu found that in this way, the soldiers' loyalty, combat effectiveness, and morale were actually higher.

The soldiers of Luo's Ghost Kingdom were dumbfounded.

Because they found that as soon as the cavalry from both sides clashed, their comrades were knocked off their horses like dumplings. Both sides were so powerful that they broke through the obstruction of their own cavalry, and then charged at the infantry like a group of ants in a hot pot.

Coming.

The infantry dispersed with a roar.

The enemy rushed through on horseback without any scruples, and in the cold light, they trod a bloody path among the infantry. When the vanguard general of the Luo Shi Ghost Kingdom finally gathered more than a thousand soldiers into an army formation,

By that time, the enemy had already fled.

When Ji Huo arrived, he saw corpses all over the place, debris everywhere, and some absent-minded soldiers.

He was furious and would have killed the vanguard general if his subordinates had not stopped him.

But Wang Zhu's harassment teased Ji Huo's nerves all the time.

A mere fifty knights are like a mosquito in the dark night. When you look for him with your eyes wide open, you can't find any trace of him. But as soon as you close your eyes or turn off the light, the buzzing sound will make you
To be continued...