Gathering the wisdom of everyone, Zhuge Liang finally decided to let Fan Jinqiang lead a team of 10,000 elite soldiers to walk in front, including fireball cannons, crossbowmen, archers, Xiangju soldiers with shields, and thousands of stone-throwing vehicles.

Fan Jinqiang's vanguard team is mainly used to break the Guishan ambush soldiers on both sides of the cliff, Zhuge Liang is sure that once these ambush soldiers are unfavorable to the battle, because the troops are insufficient, they will definitely retreat to the pass of the Yougui Valley to garrison, so that the Han army in the rear can be regarded as embarking on a smooth road.

The reason why he gave this task to Fan Jinqiang is because he is very significant in both combat ability and adaptability, and this is also the best person to ensure victory in the first battle.

"Big brother, this battle depends on you!" Wang Baoyu patted Fan Jinqiang on the shoulder, but Fan Jinqiang smiled and said: "Although Baoyu can rest assured, now that I have descendants, I am even more fearless!" ”

Fan Jinqiang was full of fighting spirit and confidence, and promised to complete the task and open the passage for the army.

Early the next morning, Fan Jinqiang led this elite army into the Yougui Valley with great momentum, and the marching speed was extremely fast.

Zhuge Liang still hopes to pass from here the most, Bantu immediately organized a division of troops to garrison, but the remaining troops are stretched, and the Han army that pretends to climb over the mountain is still non-stop, and the garrison troops cannot be withdrawn, and in the end they can only take out more than 10,000 soldiers and horses to hide on the cliff to make an ambush.

Fan Jinqiang's soldiers and horses walked about ten miles, when they suddenly heard a horn sound, and a large number of Guishan soldiers appeared on the cliff, all holding short spears and bows and arrows in their hands, as well as piles of stones, piled up in front.

"Soldiers listen to the order and line up to garrison!" Fan Jinqiang immediately ordered.

The soldiers, who were carrying shields more than a man high, quickly dispersed and walked on the outermost perimeter, while the army surrounded the middle, while the catapults followed, against the shields.

Countless rocks immediately tumbled down from the cliffs and smashed against the shields, making a tinkling sound like raindrops.

The outer soldiers with shields were being put to the greatest test, but none of them flinched, and their unwavering faith kept them moving forward and fighting for themselves. Moreover, the spirit of cooperation of these soldiers is also worthy of appreciation, one can not withstand the two to help each other, but it is really unbearable to retreat to the inside, thus effectively curbing the impact of the stone on the army.

The attack weapon of the catapult also played a defensive function to the fullest at this time, because of their blocking, the falling stones were blocked, and they could not cause damage to the army in the middle lane.

While admiring the cleverness of the Han army, Bantu immediately ordered the arrows to be released, and the attack range of the arrows was much farther than that of stones.

Countless arrows fell from the sky, and the soldiers on Fan Jinqiang's side also hurriedly raised their shields, one by one, the range was enough, but the lethality was slightly insufficient, and these arrows could not hurt a bit.

Bantu saw that the stones and arrows were useless, and the Han army had already passed nearly a third of the journey, so he was really anxious, and ordered to throw the short spear downwards immediately, whooshing! The power of the short spear is incomparable to that of arrows.

These large iron shields of Xiangju played an important role again, and Fan Jinqiang's soldiers immediately dispersed, and several people hid under a large shield, and their short spears and bows and arrows fell to the ground, but the casualties were only a handful.

None of these methods worked, Bantu was completely dumbfounded, and couldn't think of a good way for a while.

After shooting down some bows and arrows and short guns, Fan Jinqiang took out his binoculars and looked carefully at the top of the cliff.

In the field of vision, Fan Jinqiang saw the figure of Bantu, probably because it was too late to rebuild the demon pestle, so the weapon still had no head.

Fan Jinqiang was very happy in his heart, and when it was time to counterattack, he immediately ordered a counterattack, and a fireball cannon was aimed at Bantu, only to hear a loud bang, and the burning fireball immediately attacked Bantu.

So, what is that? Bantu never expected that the Han army would have such a powerful weapon, and the fireball cannon fell just a few meters in front of him, smashing up dust several feet high, startling his war horse to jump backwards, almost throwing Bantu off his horse.

"This thing is so powerful!" Beads of sweat broke out of Bantu's brain, he didn't expect that the Han people had invented such an advanced weapon, which was almost a collection of stones, arrows, and short guns, and all the advantages were not enough!

Suddenly, another fireball struck, and Bantu was so frightened that he immediately turned his horse away, but in the end he still startled the war horse again, ran dizzily, and finally ran towards the edge of the cliff. Bantu was frightened, and even roared and pulled the reins, so that he could control it, and performed the word "precipice" on the spot.

This was not the end of the day, a large number of crossbows were aimed at the cliff wall, and the overwhelming number of arrows was struck upwards, and at the same time, the fireball cannons began to fire one after another at the cliffs on both sides.

The Kushan soldiers, who had not expected it at all, immediately heard a miserable cry, and the fireball cannon immediately burned the trees around it, and for a time the flames soared into the sky, and the smoke covered the sun. The Guishan soldiers no longer had a place to hide, and they ran away with their heads and couldn't form an army.

The frightened Bantu knew that he couldn't hold this place at all, so he hurriedly led his army along the cliff wall and retreated towards the pass more than ten miles ahead.

Bantu made a mistake, he was really frightened by the unfamiliar fireball cannon, if he had stayed here, Fan Jinqiang's army would have been difficult to get through. Or, pretending to be invincible and letting it pass, and then blocking the back road, although it will not be a complete victory, it will also cause a certain number of casualties to the Han army, at least you can explain to the Elders.

After winning the first battle, Van Jin's strong army had high morale, and while sending people to inform the army in the rear, he continued to advance with this steady method.

Of course, the fireball cannon should be used sparingly, after firing dozens of pieces, Fan Jinqiang ordered to stop firing, the pass in front is easy to defend and difficult to attack, this powerful weapon can also come in handy.

Hearing that Fan Jinqiang frightened away the ambush soldiers on the cliff, a smile appeared on Zhuge Liang's face, and he ordered the army to speed up and converge with Fan Jinqiang's team as much as possible.

"The first pass is crucial, and once it is captured, Bantu will definitely lose completely." Zhuge Liang said.

"Although Bantu has read military books, it seems that he still has little actual combat experience and has made some wrong judgments." Wang Baoyu nodded.

"Alas, what a hero Ban Chao was back then, just because of the emperor's mistake, his heirs withered, drifted away in a foreign land, helped Yi Guo, and lost his reputation." Zhuge Liang sighed.

"Is the gentleman still going to take Bantu in?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"When is the time to retribution, unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not harm Bantu." Zhuge Liang nodded.

The army marched all the way, and soon came to a pass, which was more of a small city than a pass, and the entire pass blocked the entire pass.