I was the Queen of Persia

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Sahimian decided to use the "water attack" tactic.

The Maadan Valley is crisscrossed by several rivers, and its undulating terrain makes it advantageous for intercepting water from upstream and raising the water level. The accompanying Chinese engineering squad became her capable subordinate in carrying out this tactic.

……

The Blackblade army's camp.

"General Alabi, something terrible has happened!" Several Blackblade soldiers tumbled and crawled into the tent.

"Useless! You're disturbing my peace and quiet. Speak up! What's all the fuss about?" Alabi was secretly enjoying his private stash of fine wine.

He was naturally very unhappy to be disturbed by his clumsy subordinate.

"That...Persian woman...killed several of our brothers!" the soldier said in a panic.

"What?!" Alabi's pupils shrank, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

When the soldiers rushed to the scene, they lifted the tent flap and were met with a scene of utter chaos, which made him gasp in shock.

Many Black Blade soldiers lay naked on the ground, their deaths varied and bizarre, but it was clear that they had all died from excessive indulgence and exhaustion.

This included three of his closest confidants.

Those were his personal guards! His close attendants and slaves, whom he had painstakingly trained. Normally, he would be heartbroken if even one of them died in battle, but now, before even fighting, three had already perished; his heart was bleeding.

A voluptuous body reclined seductively on the cushion, her face flushed and thirsty, her lower body overflowing with white fluid. Despite her injuries, she couldn't hide her alluring and excited state due to pleasure.

"The devil's woman!" Alabi was furious, grabbing the Persian female soldier's hair. "I'm going to kill you!"

"Is that all you've got?" The Persian female soldier blinked her alluring eyes, glancing disdainfully at the beast. "Show me what else you've got, hahahahahaha!"

Swish-!

Alabi drew his spear and aimed it at the Persian female soldier's flower path, but all he received in return was a contemptuous, seductive smile.

His rage reached its peak, and with both hands brimming with all his might, he thrust forward with a fierce stab. The beautiful petals shattered instantly, gushing forth crimson nectar.

After venting his anger with a roar, he released his hands. Looking again, the Persian female soldier was no longer alive. Only her wide-open, beautiful eyes still held a faint trace of allure and a death-defying rage.

"In this way, execute all the captured Persians and Iraqis, and nail their naked corpses to the pass! Let the Samanid army see our methods!"

Alabi issued this outrageous order.

Chapter 252 Flooding the Black Blade Camp

The captured Iraqi militiamen soon met with a terrible fate.

However, when it came to the Saman Persian female soldiers, Alabi had a sudden inspiration and took the evil tricks they had just devised to an even more extreme level.

soon.

"You devil's woman, run!"

In the camp filled with tents and fences, Blackblade soldiers, whips in hand, shouted and cursed with lewd expressions.

A dozen or so unfortunate female soldiers of the Samanid Empire, all naked except for their bright red triangular underpants, were led up a hill amidst the enemy's curses and whippings.

"God! Those are our warriors..." The Samanid soldiers on the opposite side, not too far away, witnessed this shameful scene.

Sahinnian, standing high above, also saw it through the Biruni observation mirror.

Numerous black-bladed soldiers surrounded them, each with a bare chest and muscles as sharp as rocks, holding long spears in their hands.

A sergeant who looked like a minor leader, with a sinister-looking beard, swaggered to the front and started shouting.

"Listen, Persians! Although you have won some battles, don't be too proud! With Allah's blessing, our devout holy army will conquer you again, just as our ancestors did! And these lewd and impure women will be your fate, ha ha ha ha!"

He was laughing loudly when he suddenly turned around and saw the gloomy figure. He quickly suppressed his smile and said respectfully, "Lord Arabivi, you have come in person!"

“Well said, Abdul, you’ve thoroughly humiliated those Persians!” Alabi nodded with a sinister smile. “I will personally humiliate those Persian women.”

Upon hearing this, Abdul wisely bowed and withdrew, giving up the prominent position to his master.

"Hiss—!"

Alabi strolled up to a Persian female soldier and, despite her disdainful look, forcefully tore off her panties.

"Hahaha! Is this the battle robe of the female soldiers in the Saman army?!" Holding up the red cloth fluttering in the wind, Alabiwi's smile was extremely unrestrained.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed a spear and thrust it violently into the lower body of the Persian female soldier.

The Persian female soldier, however, showed no fear of death. She gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound. Her beautiful face was contorted with pain, and large beads of sweat covered her forehead.

In the end, the cold spear pierced through her beautiful body, and the blood-stained spearhead emerged from her mouth. A stream of blood, mixed with pale yellow and transparent liquid, dripped down the spear shaft.

In an instant, more than a dozen beautiful bodies suffered the same fate. The charming and alluring flowers of the battlefield withered and perished under the ravages of the cold and sinister spears.

The Blackblade soldiers, laughing defiantly, displayed the pierced corpses before the Samanid army.

The wind and sand were desolate.

On the hill pass controlled by the Black Blade Army, there stood naked corpses nailed to spears, each with its body pierced from mouth to anus, and crimson blood flowing down the spear shafts.

The Saman soldiers on the opposite position were filled with rage upon seeing this.

"These vile Bedouin bastards! How dare they defile the pure bodies of our warriors!"

"God above all! Rustam above all! I wish I could rush up there and kill them right now!"

"Villains, put away your arrogance! Hellfire will be your final resting place!"

"Let's go! Let's kill a few Blackblade prisoners of war too, an eye for an eye, and repay them tenfold!"

……

The Saman army erupted in uproar. The soldiers present were all burning with rage, angrily denouncing the Black Blade's evil deeds. Several officers and soldiers were even eager to rush forward and kill these cursed heretics to avenge their fallen comrades.

"stop!"

At the crucial moment, Sahimian stopped them.

Her majestic and alluring eyes were also burning with anger, but her tone was very calm: "Retreat to the position and act according to the situation."

"This……"

"Sadar, are you just going to let these bloodthirsty thugs swagger around right under our noses?"

The Samanian officers and soldiers were puzzled by this, but soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders. Despite their confusion and resentment, they could only use reason to extinguish their anger and obey Sahinnian's orders.

The Blackblade soldiers, who had been acting provocatively, became even more arrogant and overbearing when they saw the Saman army withdrawing from afar.

"Hahahaha! Women are indeed women. Even if they can win a temporary victory, how can they compete with the courage of devout and steadfast holy warriors? Before our sharp swords and spears, they are only fit to wet their pants!" Alabi shouted, holding up the tattered red cloth.

The Blackblade soldiers unleashed their madness until they were exhausted, then dispersed, leaving behind only a scene of devastation and the mutilated remains of martyrs.

The moonlight enveloped the night, and the cool night breeze dispelled the daytime heat. In the distance came eerie howls, like those of hyenas or ghouls (monsters in Middle Eastern and Central Asian legends, which are actually based on hyenas).

The Samanid officers and soldiers who returned to camp were all burning with anger, unable to forget the tragic sacrifice of their comrades before their eyes.

As if Allah himself was moved by these massacres, a sudden gale arose during the night, followed by torrential rain that continued until dawn the next day.

This is a common phenomenon in the desert regions of the Arabian Peninsula: deserts often experience prolonged droughts, while rainfall tends to concentrate in certain periods, sometimes even causing floods.

But the key point is that Sahini had already ordered the Saman army to intercept the upstream water source and store water to create floods. This sudden rainstorm has just raised the accumulated water level again, increasing her tactical advantage.

At dawn, when Sahini saw the dammed waters, a cruel smile crept onto his lips again. He said to his Chinese engineers, "The time has come. Open the sluice gates and release the water."

The raging torrent surged downstream, rushing towards the Black Blade Army's camp in the valley. The floodwaters rushed into the pass, spreading and encroaching continuously, instantly breaching the Black Blade Army's frontline defenses and sweeping away several Black Blade Army camps.

"Keng——!"

Sahimian drew his saddle axe and pointed it menacingly towards the enemy camp: "Iranian warriors! No more patience! Charge forward now! Avenge our brothers and sisters who have sacrificed their lives!"

"Yes! Slaughter all the Blackblade Traitors! Avenge the martyred warriors!"

The mighty Samanid army and Iraqi militia marched in formation, and in an instant, a deafening roar erupted across the wilderness, with the red flag symbolizing revenge fluttering in the wind.

Boarding the rafts built by Chinese engineers, the soldiers brandished their weapons and rode the torrent toward the Black Blade Army. Wherever they went, the Black Blade soldiers struggled, cried out, and fled in disarray in the waist-deep torrent.

Arabiwi was jolted awake by the commotion outside the tent and shouted, "What's going on?!"

Chapter 253 You want women? Then I'll let you have your fill...

The sandstorm howled and the torrents raged, as if it were a punishment sent down by God.

One battalion after another of the Blackblade army collapsed, and the narrow, low-lying Maadan River Valley had become their graveyard.

"The Persians are attacking! Run! Run!"

"Oh no! The officers have already run away! We'd better run too!"

"Almighty Allah above! Is this Your punishment upon us?! Merciful Allah! We are all devout believers, why have we suffered such a calamity?! Has our faith gone astray?!"

The large number of Black Blade soldiers, caught off guard, had lost their will to fight and resist. Their survival instinct surged into their hearts, and they scrambled to escape.

"Don't run away! You cowards! It is the duty of the holy warriors to resist! Destroy these Persian heretics... Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A small number of fanatical believers, determined to die and ascend to heaven to enjoy seventy-two virgins, attempted to find a foothold to resist. However, in the face of the powerful offensive of the Iranian army and Iraqi militia, they were simply like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Shahini stood at the bow of the boat, directing the Iranian soldiers to advance and encircle the small groups of Black Blade resistance fighters one by one. The raft oarsmen recruited from the swamp Arabs were skillfully carrying the soldiers downstream.

……

After a day and night of fighting, most of the Black Blade Army entrenched in the Maadan Valley had been annihilated, with only a few scattered remnants managing to break through the pass and escape.

Chinese engineers also dredged channels along the tributaries, causing the floodwaters to recede.

"Sadar! There's...there's been a major discovery!" The officer jogged up to Sahinnian and said urgently.

"What is it?"

"Yes... Ah! God Hugh, it's a truly shocking scene. You should go and see for yourself!"

Following the officer's footsteps, stepping through the mud and sand, Sahinnian arrived at the scene and finally saw the tragic scene left by the massacre that had occurred not long ago.

Hundreds of corpses lay in rows, each one mutilated; some were headless, some were missing limbs, some were severed in half… not a single one was intact.

Even more appalling, the accompanying military doctor reported that these injuries were inflicted by unsharpened knives, with the aim of making the victims suffer unbearable pain and torment.

"This is simply the behavior of beasts! It defiles the Islamic faith, no! It defiles the virtues of being human!" said several Samanid soldiers nearby indignantly.

Sahimian's red lips continued to curve into a seductive yet terrifying smile.

She would surely be furious at the sacrifice of her Iranian soldiers, but the deaths of these foreigners would not stir much emotion in her heart.

However, this could provide her with a pretext to fight violence with violence.

She was determined to return the pain and torment to the Blackblade Cult, spreading the prestige of Empress Shahzani throughout the vast and desolate oases by publicly inflicting brutal torture, making the crude and savage Bedouins tremble and grovel before the authority of the Saman Empire.

Thinking of this, her charming smile became even colder, and she immediately issued the relevant cruel orders.

……

"Giddy-up!" "Giddy-up!" "Whoa!"

A group of Samanian soldiers riding camels arrived in front of Shahinian and even took several Black Blade prisoners off the backs of the camels.

"Have you found the enemy general?" Sahimian asked.

"Not yet," the leading sergeant replied, "but we've captured a close confidant of the enemy general, named Abdul." He then grabbed the man by the collar and shouted sternly, "Come here! Bow down to our Sadar!"

Sahimian gestured for his soldiers to continue the search, then turned his bewitching eyes to sweep over the trembling prisoner of war.

“Oh, I remember you. You were there when you were insulting our warriors on the battlefield a few days ago.” Sahinian’s red lips parted in a wide grin, making the surrounding temperature drop instantly. “I’m curious, how should we deal with you?”

"No...don't kill me! I'm willing to be your slave!" Abdul cried out in terror, prostrating himself on the ground and kissing the tips of Sahinian's boots.

From his terrified expression, Sahinnian also detected a hint of lewd desire in his eyes, a longing and ulterior motive for beauty. She thought to herself: He's about to die, and he's still thinking about lust?

You want to be my slave like that clever Hassan? Ha! You're not cut out for it. Even though Hassan is lecherous and despicable, at least he's not completely rotten; he still has some use. You, a bastard with your hands stained with the blood of innocent civilians, who betrayed your master on the verge of death, what right do you have to beg for mercy?!

Thinking of this, she raised an eyebrow, looked at his fairly handsome features, and revealed a terrifying smile: "Want to be my slave?"

“Yes, I am willing! In the Arab world, there are far more men than women, and the women are all enjoyed by noble chieftains and sheikhs. I am nearly thirty years old and still single! Please, great Persian lady, have mercy on me! I will be your most loyal servant!…”

Blah blah blah, and said a whole bunch of things.

"hehe."

Sahimian sneered and waved her hand to interrupt him: "I have no shortage of slaves under my boots, but we female warriors' barracks are quite short of male prostitutes. Seeing how much you crave women, then I'll let you have your fill!"

Having said that, she waved her hand and ordered the thief to be stripped naked and thrown to the female warriors of the Saman Empire to vent their desires and anger, and to drain their essence.

The beautiful and alluring Persian female soldiers, who were also fiercely opposed to evil, had been harboring a lot of anger. Seeing their general bestow such a handsome villain upon them to vent their rage, they were immediately filled with fighting spirit and ecstatic joy. On the spot, they tore Abdul naked, removed his armor and trousers, and sat on his ample buttocks to vigorously extract his essence.