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

The defending soldiers were skeptical, but there was some truth to what Bo Mi said.

If Lü Bu truly possessed such abilities, why didn't he simply bring a million-strong army instead of going through all this trouble?

Lü Bu laughed: "Bo Mi, do you think I didn't want to bring a large army? It's just that the Western Regions are vast and sparsely populated, and the cities of various countries are scattered, making it difficult for a large army to move slowly, and transporting supplies is even more difficult. I have a divine granary, which allows me to carry the entire army's provisions by myself, so I can travel light and quickly, covering a hundred miles a day. If I were to bring a hundred thousand troops, just feeding the men and horses every day would keep me busy enough."

He paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Besides, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Your Kucha only has twenty or thirty thousand soldiers. I've brought six thousand men, which is more than enough."

Bo Mi was speechless, unsure how to refute.

Lu Bu's smile vanished, and he said in a deep voice, "Bo Mi, I'm giving you one last chance. Open the city gates, surrender, and hand over the three men from Long'an. You will still be a meritorious official, and your family's wealth and status will be preserved. If you remain obstinate, when I attack the city and it falls, you will be beheaded and your entire clan exterminated, dying without a complete corpse!"

Bo Mi's expression shifted, his mind in turmoil.

Just then, a scout rushed up the city wall and whispered a few words in Bo Mi's ear.

Bo Mi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked up, bursting into laughter: "Lu Bu! Did you hear that? My reinforcements from Kucha have arrived, and the vanguard will reach Wulei tonight! The troops from Gumo, Wensu, and Weitou will arrive soon, and the Great Kunmi of Wusun has also agreed to send troops!"

He straightened his back and pointed down at the city walls: "You think you can scare me? I, Bo Mi, have fought for twenty years. What haven't I seen? Today I'll tell you: the people of Kucha will never surrender! If you want to attack the city, bring it on! I have 20,000 troops, holding the fortified city, let's see what you can do to me!"

Upon hearing this, the morale of the soldiers guarding the city wall was slightly boosted.

Yes, reinforcements are arriving soon. As long as we hold the city, no matter how strong the Han army is, they will have to retreat when they run out of food.

Lu Bu, however, did not get angry. Instead, he nodded slightly and said, "Alright, since you won't surrender, I won't waste any more words."

He rode his horse to the moat, about two hundred paces from the city wall, well beyond the range of Kucha's arrows.

Then, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, Lü Bu raised his right hand.

A flash of light.

A huge rock appeared out of nowhere and crashed down on the bank of the moat!

Then, the second piece, the third piece...

One after another, huge rocks appeared, piled up together, growing higher and higher!

The soldiers guarding the city wall were stunned; some even forgot they were on the wall and nearly fell.

"What kind of tactic is this?"

"It's the power of the divine granary bestowed by heaven again."

"Moving mountains and filling seas? Are they really gods?"

"Good heavens, are we fighting against the gods?"

Bo Mi's face was ashen, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

Long An murmured, "Is this how he intercepted the river and took water from Zheliu Valley?"

Juchequ and Chili exchanged a glance, both seeing the despair in each other's eyes.

In less than half an hour, a stone platform thirty or forty feet high stood majestically on the side of the moat!

The top of the stone platform is twenty or thirty feet higher than the Wulei city wall, and the movements of the guards on the city wall can be seen.

Lu Bu stepped onto the stone platform, his mind racing once more.

In a flash of light, catapults and giant crossbows appeared out of thin air and were neatly arranged on the top of the stone platform!

More than a hundred catapults and more than fifty giant crossbows, their dark catapult arms and crossbow bolts pointing towards Wulei City.

The soldiers guarding the city walls were terrified.

They'd seen catapults before, but never one that could be placed so high! Launching stones from such a height, the defenders on the city walls had nowhere to hide!

Bo Mi hissed, "Fire arrows! Fire arrows now! Shoot them dead!"

The defenders hurriedly drew their bows and shot at the top of the stone platform.

But the arrow lost its momentum halfway through the air and drifted down, unable to reach the top of the stone platform at all.

Lu Bu looked down at the city wall and sneered, "Release it."

On the stone platform, command flags waved, and more than a hundred catapults launched simultaneously!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of stone projectiles whistled down and crashed onto the walls of Wulei City!

The city gate tower was smashed, leaving several large holes, and the parapet collapsed with a deafening roar, sending rubble flying. Several soldiers who couldn't dodge in time were hit by the stones and died instantly, their bodies mangled beyond recognition.

Screams and cries of alarm rose and fell.

"Don't just stand there, get out of the way!" Bo Mi shouted.

Where could they hide? The Han army's bombardment came from above, with stones raining down from the sky, covering the entire section of the city wall. There was nowhere safe to go.

The second round of stone projectiles has arrived!

Round three!

Round four!

The bombardment continued relentlessly, turning the city walls into a scene of carnage. The defending soldiers fled in panic, some struck by stones, some hit by rubble, and some buried under the collapsed parapets.

Bo Mi was escorted down the city wall by his personal guards, his face pale.

Long An, Ju Chequ, and Chi Li also fled the city in a hurry under the protection of their personal guards.

Just then, a stone hit a house inside the city wall.

The roof collapsed with a crash, scattering rubble everywhere.

Ju Chequ happened to be passing by that house when a piece of flying tile somehow flew from the side and hit him right in the temple!

"Well……"

Ju Chequ let out a muffled groan, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Wei Xu's personal guards cried out and rushed forward, only to see that Ju Chequ's eyes were wide open, blood was flowing from his temples, and he had already lost his breath.

A small piece of tile cost him his life!

Chili, who was not far away, trembled at the sight. Just then, another stone hit a nearby warehouse, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

A sharp splinter flew by, grazing Chili's cheek and piercing below his left eye!

"Ah!" Chili screamed, clutching his face and collapsing to the ground, blood gushing from between his fingers.

"Your Majesty!" Wei Li's personal guards hurriedly helped him up, only to see a splinter of wood deeply embedded in his face, blood gushing out.

Long An watched this scene with a chill in his heart.

Juchequ died, so ignominiously, without a sound. Chili was severely wounded, his fate unknown. Would he be next?

The bombardment continues.

An hour later, the eastern section of Wulei City's wall was riddled with holes, most of the gate towers had collapsed, and the parapets were almost completely destroyed. Few defenders could be seen on the city walls; most had fled down the wall.

Inside the city, houses, warehouses, and military camps within the range of the catapults were smashed to pieces. The people cried out and scattered in all directions, creating chaos.

Bo Mi stood at the foot of the city wall, dodging the falling stones and crossbow bolts, surrounded by two or three thousand assassins.

These were his personal guards and loyal soldiers whom he had trained for many years. Although they were afraid, they still stayed by the general's side.

Even hiding at the foot of the city wall wasn't absolutely safe. Stones pelted the wall, sending bricks and stones flying, some of which would fall and injure or kill people. Every now and then, someone would be hit by falling bricks and stones, and screams of agony would fill the air.

A centurion said in a trembling voice, "General, how... how can we defend this? We can't even lift our heads."

Bo Mi gritted his teeth: "Shut up! Reinforcements are arriving soon. As long as we hold the city gates, the Han army won't be able to get in!"

Even so, he was still feeling uneasy.

With Lü Bu's stone platform, catapult, and ability to conjure objects out of thin air, can this battle really be won?