Transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms as Lu Bu: I Have a Pseudo-Apocalypse System

On the night of the 20th of the eleventh lunar month, the sky was overcast, the stars and moon were obscured, and it was so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face. It was the perfect time to cross the river and launch a surprise attack.

Late at night, Lü Bu led 5,000 elite cavalrymen to quietly leave the Anyangjin camp and head upstream towards the crossing point he had already identified.

The horses' hooves were wrapped in cloth, the riders held gags in their mouths, and the horses had their bells removed. The procession moved silently through the night.

Zhang Fei, feeling stifled, whispered, "Lord Jin, can we really cross the river through the swamp? That muddy swamp, even my horse gets stuck and can't get out!"

Lu Bu said calmly, "You'll find out soon enough."

Guan Yu's phoenix eyes gleamed faintly in the darkness: "Third brother, do not ask. Duke Jin must have a brilliant plan."

Yu Jin and Yue Jin followed silently, though they had doubts, they dared not ask any questions.

Zhang Xiu rode closer to Lü Bu and whispered, "My lord, I just observed the opposite bank. Although Yuan's army patrols are frequent, they mostly follow fixed routes. On that riverbank fifteen miles upstream, the patrols are spaced about half an hour apart, and each stop lasts only a few dozen breaths."

"That's enough," Lu Bu said.

Two hours later, the team arrived at the designated location.

This is a wide riverbank, about forty zhang wide, with silt and marshland on both sides, overgrown with reeds. The river bends here, the current slows down, and withered branches and leaves float on the surface, indicating that the silt is deep.

On the opposite bank, a patrol team had just passed by, their torchlight fading into the distance.

"This is it." Lü Bu dismounted and walked to the riverbank.

He reached out his hand, a thought forming in his mind.

A huge rock appeared out of nowhere and quietly fell into the silt on the bank.

Zhang Fei's eyes widened: "This...this is..."

Lu Bu did not answer and continued his actions.

One after another, huge boulders appeared and fell precisely into their designated positions. Some served as bridge piers, deeply embedded in the riverbed; others were laid on the banks, leveling the silt.

In a short while, a solid roadbed paved with huge stones appeared on the south bank, three zhang wide and three chi higher than the mudflats.

"The Heavenly Gift Granary can be used like this?" Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Yu Jin, Yue Jin, and the others were all dumbfounded.

Although they knew that Lü Bu possessed the divine ability to store grain, they were still shocked to witness such an operation firsthand.

Lü Bu did not stop and continued to extend towards the river.

He placed a huge boulder, three zhang high, in the middle of the river, and it sank into the water with a "plop." However, the boulder was not tall enough, and its top was still submerged by the river.

Lu Bu frowned, put the boulder back into his spatial storage, and replaced it with a taller one.

This time, the top of the boulder was about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) above the water.

"That's enough." Lu Bu nodded, then took out several large stones and used them to build a sturdy bridge pier in the middle of the river.

Next, he took out the hardwood bridge plank that he had prepared in advance from the storage space.

Each of these bridge planks is three zhang long, three chi wide, and half a chi thick, with both sides planed smooth and mortise and tenon joints at both ends. They were specially made by the workshop according to Lü Bu's blueprints, specifically for building temporary bridges.

Lu Bu laid out the bridge planks one by one, precisely placing them on the massive stone piers. The mortise and tenon joints fit together perfectly.

Then the guardrail posts and crossbars were taken out and installed on both sides of the bridge deck.

The whole process was smooth and efficient. In just a quarter of an hour, a sturdy wooden bridge, three zhang wide and two zhang high above the water, was extended from the south bank to the middle of the river.

On the opposite bank, another patrol team came carrying torches.

"Quickly, hide!" Zhang Xiu shouted in a low voice.

Everyone quickly lay down in the reeds.

The patrol consisted of ten men, led by a middle-aged man who yawned as he walked.

"Boss, it's freezing cold. Lu Bu's army must be sleeping at Anyang Ferry. What are we doing wandering around in this muddy mess?" a young soldier complained.

"Enough with the nonsense. The general has ordered that we must not slack off." The sergeant glared at him and looked out over the river with his torch.

The night was deep, and the river was shrouded in mist, making visibility extremely low. The patrol team was still more than a hundred paces from the bridge pier, and could only vaguely make out a dark figure in the middle of the river.

"What is that?" The squad leader squinted to examine it closely.

The young soldier dismissed it: "It's probably just a dead tree or a rock. There's plenty of random stuff on this riverbank."

The squad leader hesitated for a moment, but still decided to go closer to take a look.

He carried a torch and trudged towards the riverbank, the other soldiers following helplessly.

In the reeds, Lü Bu slowly raised his powerful bow, which could hold ten stones.

With his perception attribute at full power (140), he could clearly see the position of the sergeant's head even in the pitch-black night.

Nock the arrow and draw the string.

The bow is fully drawn.

"Whoosh—"

The arrow pierced the air with lightning speed.

The sergeant was staring at the dark figure on the river when he suddenly felt a chill. Before he could react, with a "whoosh," an arrow pierced his right eye, penetrated his skull, and exited from the back of his head.

Before the sergeant could even scream, he fell backward to the ground, his torch falling and going out.

"Boss!" the young soldier exclaimed.

Before the other soldiers could react, several more arrows flew in.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Three arrows struck three soldiers in quick succession, one in the chest, one in the throat, and one in the face, killing them instantly.

"Enemy attack!" The remaining six people screamed in terror and fell to the ground.

The spot where they lay down was now obscured by obstacles, so Lu Bu could no longer see them.

Lu Bu frowned, put away his bow and arrows, ignored them, and quickened his pace to continue building the bridge.

He did the same for the remaining half of the river. He placed the giant stone piers, laid the bridge planks, and installed the guardrails.

In the time it takes to drink another cup of tea, the entire bridge connects the north and south.

The bridge was forty zhang long and three zhang wide, with complete railings and a smooth surface. Even by today's standards, it would be considered a decent wooden bridge.

Lu Bu walked onto the bridge and stomped on it hard.

The bridge is stable and does not move at all.

"That's enough," he said to the guards standing watch beside him. "Light the torches to send the signal."

The guards took out tinderboxes, lit three torches, and drew three circles in the air.

On the south bank, Zhang Xiu and his men had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing the signal, they immediately ordered their soldiers to light torches.

Instantly, thousands of torches lit up the south bank, like a galaxy falling to earth.

"Cross the river!" Zhang Xiu shouted.

The Imperial Guards, who had been assembled and waiting for orders, were the first to cross the bridge. Leading their warhorses, they crossed the bridge in an orderly manner under Zhang Xiu's guidance.

Subsequently, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Yu Jin, Yue Jin, and others led their elite cavalry across the river.

The patrol soldiers who had previously lay prone on the ground and escaped the calamity were now completely numb as they watched Lu Bu's army continuously crossing the river. They foolishly dropped their weapons and surrendered, thus saving their lives.

After all the cavalry had crossed the river, Lü Bu took out weapons and armor from his storage space on the north bank and had everyone put them on. Then he led the main force of cavalry along the official road on the north bank of the Huan River straight to the Anyang Jinji State army camp.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves shattered the silence of the night.

On the north bank of Anyangjin, the Jizhou army camp.

Inside the central command tent, Chunyu Qiong was fast asleep. Several days of intense tension had left him exhausted, and tonight he was sleeping soundly, a rare occurrence.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps and shouts came from outside the tent.

"General, General, something terrible has happened!"

Chunyu Qiong suddenly woke up with a start, sat up abruptly, and asked, "What is it?"