I was the Queen of Persia

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According to the regulations, only those with merit can have priority access to this enhancement elixir.

“Very good.” Shahzani nodded. “Alright, let’s begin.”

The two female officials then removed their clothes, revealing their strong, healthy, yet slightly withered figures. In front of Shahzani, they slowly removed their crowns, robes, shirts, trousers, and boots, leaving only their close-fitting briefs.

She bent over and swayed seductively, slowly pulling off her panties.

"Both Sadars (commanders), please."

Two physicians helped them to lie down on the bed and brought two jars of a pale red liquid, which seemed to emit a faint fragrance from afar. The two physicians used specially made cloths to soak up the secret medicine and applied it to the two women's bodies.

"Sigh~"

Immediately, the pale red liquid seeped into the skin, bringing a tingling, burning sensation that made one grit their teeth. However, amidst this pain, there was also a faint tingling sensation.

Soon, the intoxicating fragrance filled their bodies, giving them an unprecedented feeling of comfort and pleasure, as if every pore and vein in their body had opened up.

What's even more surprising is...

The scars and wrinkles on their skin disappeared at a visible speed, and as the medicine took effect, their skin began to glow with a youthful radiance.

When the entire process was completed, it was nothing short of a miracle.

The two women looked at least twenty years younger, like young women in their prime, and their bodies were plump, smooth, and robust, like strong women in their prime.

More importantly, after being bathed in the aphrodisiac, their figures and appearances became subtly more alluring and seductive, stronger and more powerful. Their red lips and beautiful eyes were filled with tempting flames of love, and their honey-colored skin glowed with a faint red luster of desire. They were practically two "succubi."

The succubus's secret potion truly lives up to its name!

“Alright, that’s enough,” Shahzani instructed. “God has blessed you with good fortune, allowing you to retain your strength, youth, and charm. If you don’t believe me, you can try it out now.”

A small test.

It's not just about the "rejuvenation" of desire.

The civil official succubus's thoughts flowed like a spring, not only memorizing all kinds of documents and records, but also becoming more active and sharp in her thinking than before using the drug; the military official succubus was fierce and powerful, and her offensive and defensive momentum was even more lethal than before using the drug.

Chapter 376 Internal Disagreements within the Turan Khanate

The newly developed "Succubus Elixir" has been distributed in batches to female officials, generals, officers, and meritorious soldiers of the Saman Empire.

Although this potion cannot defy the laws of nature and grant users "immortality," it can help them maintain their strength, wisdom, desires, and physical appearance, so that even when the user reaches the ripe old age and passes away, they will still look like young women.

Subsequently, with the distribution of the medicine, the combat effectiveness of the Saman Empire's army was also enhanced to some extent.

Many experienced but frail elderly female soldiers were rejuvenated after using the drug, regaining the physique and strength of young women and their desire to fight on the battlefield was rekindled.

At this time, the military camps in various provinces and cities of the Samanid Empire.

Armored cavalrymen formed a formidable array; the crimson battle flags of the Samanid Empire fluttered like fire; resounding bugle calls such as "Allah Huda," "Rustam," and "Bahram" echoed throughout; and military insignia such as "Simog," "Huma Bird," "Faravaha," "Kaviani," and "Akhtar" gleamed brightly.

As the saying goes.

The troops were heavily armed, and the bugles rang out loudly.

Iron cavalry stood like a gate, and firearms thundered like lightning.

The officers and soldiers were all actively practicing battle tactics, eager to deliver the heaviest and fiercest blow to the empire's enemies when they went to the battlefield.

Shahzani inspected the various military camps and expressed great satisfaction.

……

Meanwhile, on the European continent.

The western border of the Turan Khanate, the Pannonian steppe.

This is one of the most expansive pastures in the heart of Europe and the former center of the Kingdom of Hungary, making it ideal for the breeding and propagation of large herds of livestock.

For this reason, Chaglitqin established his Ordo (Khan's tent) here, making it the power center of the western part of the Turan Khanate, which spanned Asia and Europe.

After the failed expedition to Britain and the near annihilation of the Turan fleet, Zagreb Tegin fell into a temporary state of anger and depression. He indulged in pleasure in his tent, using sensual pleasures to alleviate his despondency and frustration.

The golden-domed tent was magnificent and spectacular, the Persian-style carpets were gorgeous and splendid, the Turkic-style deer antler patterns were neatly arranged, and precious furs and felts were scattered everywhere.

Chaglit took a sip of Kipchak mare's milk wine, gazing at the naked female slaves of various European ethnicities dancing before him, a look of bewilderment appearing in his fierce eyes.

Through military conquest, he captured many beautiful women from all over Europe, and his yurts were filled with Germans, Poles, Bohemians, Magyars, Wallachians, French, Flemish, Burgundians, Romans, and many others.

His harem also grew rapidly, with hundreds of new concubines and maids. Its scale and extravagance even made past Asian conquerors like Attila feel ashamed.

Beside him lay a Germanic girl, her body completely naked, her fair skin stained with marks, her long golden hair disheveled, sobbing softly from the unbearable humiliation.

This is the bride he just "married." She was originally the daughter of a knight lord in the Holy Roman Empire, and with the fall of the Holy Roman Empire, she naturally became his spoils of war.

For the conquerors of the steppe, there is no greater joy than this!

However, there was something else that greatly displeased him: ever since the establishment of Pannonia as the capital, his mother, Aknuer, the Great Khan of the Turan Khanate, had frequently sent envoys to demand tribute, and the tribute and taxes she requested were numerous and varied.

When Aknuar was conquering tribes such as "King John of the East" in the Khanate, he would also frequently order the Ulugh of Chaglit to provide soldiers and supplies.

At the same time, Aknuar's vigilance and restraint towards him were subtly deepening.

Under the grassland political system, the gap between the two sides gradually widened.

At this moment, his cousin Tutush came out of the tent. Chaglitzin immediately knew that something was wrong again, so he waved his hand and signaled all the female slaves to leave.

"Brother Khan, there are two things."

Tutush walked up to Chaglitt and first handed over the edict sent by Aknuer.

"The first thing is that the Great Khan of Avrashiyab has sent an edict saying that the Khanate is about to launch another southern attack on Persia and requests that you provide livestock and elite soldiers to accompany the campaign."

Special Agent Chagli frowned slightly, then regained his cold expression and asked calmly, "And the second one?"

"The second thing is that the infidel rebels in Bohemia have recently launched a major uprising, attempting to take advantage of our army's... well, setbacks, to reclaim lost territory."

"Heh, that makes things easier then." Chaglit sneered. "Since there are traitors causing trouble, we won't have time to send troops to support the East. Let's use this excuse to appease the envoy from the East!"

“But,” Tutush hesitated, “she is the Great Khan of all the Turan people, the ruler of all the yurt people! To resist her orders like this will probably be detrimental to us.”

“Avrashiyab is too far from here; her whip cannot reach. Besides, my Khanate is dealing with rebels and has no time to assist her,” Chaglitqin emphasized.

“But by doing this, you are undoubtedly dividing the people of Turan who are united under the banner of the Nine-Branched Sacred Tree,” Tutu said with concern.

He studied at Balasagun's monastic academy from a young age, and as an adult, his camp included many intelligent men from Qin, as well as Iranian and Indian scribes who had defected to Turan. These foreign strategists broadened his horizons, making him one of the more strategic generals in the Turan Khanate.

“No!” Chaglittqin categorically denied. “Conquerors of the steppes have always forged their power with swords, and I am now sharpening my sword to sweep away the enemy.”

"But……"

"Do as I say. My mind is made up, and you can't persuade me any further!"

"Well... alright, I'll obey orders." Tutush accepted the order and took his leave.

Watching his cousin leave, Special Agent Chagli felt a surge of anger:

“My mother is absolutely outrageous! To conquer Persia? What lands has she spent so much money and resources to conquer?! Not only that, she has also given up the cities along the Syr Darya River to the Tajiks (Persians) for nothing!”

"And I, with only a few Tuman (ten thousand households) of troops, conquered the vast lands of the Western heretics and plundered mountains of gold and silver treasures for the Khanate!"

"Now you want to conquer the kingdom of the Tatars (Persians)? Haven't you suffered enough losses already?! We will not send a single soldier to help you!"

It just so happens that the rebellious forces in Bohemia are on the rise and troops need to be sent to suppress them, so this can be used as an excuse to shirk responsibility.

The bitterness of the failed expedition to Britain can be compensated for in this war to quell the rebellion.

"Snapped--!"

He stood up angrily, walked over to the sobbing, huddled German bride, and with a hiss, ripped off the blanket she had pulled up to cover herself.

"I'm furious right now." Special Agent Chagli raised his long spear and roughly pinched the tear-streaked cheek. "You'd better let me calm down."

How could the girl dare disobey? While crying, she eagerly opened her small mouth and took the enormous thing into her mouth.

Chaglitt revealed an expression of ecstasy, then opened his small, gray-black eyes, radiating a fierce light like that of a prairie wolf.

"Bohemian heretics, I will make you wail in agony in the fire!"

He then ordered the mobilization of the Turan garrison from various Germanic and Bohemian tribes, along with local puppet troops, to march together towards the place where the rebellion had begun.

These movements were reported by spies embedded in the Turan army to relevant personnel in the Samanid army.

Chapter 377 The Battle Sisters

Autumn of 1028 AD.

The Turan garrison in Bavaria, Swabia, Franconia, Saxony and other places is gathering in the mountainous areas on the Bohemian border.

The Zaghli Tegin had decided to eradicate the Bohemian rebellion once and for all, so they mobilized the main fighting forces of each tribe, leaving only a portion of puppet troops to guard the conquered territories for the puppet Khan.

However, some of the Turan soldiers who participated in the war had already been developed into spies by the Samanid Empire.

The Samanid Empire did not require them to stage a coup or assassinate generals; they were only required to transmit information and messages in a timely manner. These "spies" carried out these instructions to the best of their ability, constantly reporting back on the march and progress.

This effectively dispelled the fog of war, allowing Queen Shahzani to learn the ins and outs of a battle even without sending her own troops.

……

February 1028 AD.

The mighty Turan army gathered near the Sudetenland Mountains, their dark brown battle flags fluttering in the wind. The massive, dark ranks of soldiers filled the plains and valleys between the pine forests, creating an imposing sight, like dark clouds pressing down on a city.

"Great Khan, the Sudetenland Mountains are just ahead, the lair of the rebel group—the Battle Sisters," a Turan officer wearing a Kuman-Kipchak helmet and steppe lamellar armor reported.

"Ah, very good."

Chaglit gazed at the rolling hills in the distance, the golden pine forests brimming with autumn colors, a thin mist swirling among them, creating a truly dreamlike scene from afar.

"Let the mighty Turan army raze this place to the ground! The more traitors are built on skull pillars, the more slaves will grovel under the Khanate's iron hooves." Chaglit's eyes gleamed with ruthless glint.

"De-de-de-"

Accompanied by the rapid sound of hooves, several Turan light cavalrymen dressed in leather lamellar armor rode up and threw several female knights who were tied up from their horses.

"Great Khan, our troops have routed an enemy advance detachment and captured several prisoners," reported Turanyuzbash (centurion), the leader of the detachment.

The Turan soldiers around them looked at the female rangers, who were wearing gray-green hooded cloaks with fitted leather armor underneath. Their shoes and boots had been removed, and their big feet were covered in dirt. Their fair faces, green eyes, and brown hair indicated that they were South Germans or Bohemians.

They were outpost scouts of the Bohemian Battle Sisters.

"You infidels who have invaded our homeland! Our troops will make you suffer. You will not be able to get through our defenses and into our territory!" the head nun shouted angrily.

"Snapped--!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a heavy whip lashed out, striking her face squarely and leaving a deep, bloody welt on the female captain's cheek.

"Is that so? Heh, then we'll wait and see," Chagli sneered.

He then ordered his men, "Distribute these 'spoils of war.' Order the forward troops to prepare for the attack!"

After a while.

War drums beat, suonas blared, and brown battle flags fluttered in the wind.

The first wave of Turanian and Germanic puppet troops began to assemble and launch an attack on the outposts controlled by the Battle Sisters.

The Sudetenland region is densely forested and has undulating terrain, which makes it difficult for Turan's cavalry to exert their combat power. The Fighting Sisters use the forest as cover to constantly maneuver against the invading Turan army.

Equipped with cloaks, hoods, fitted leather armor, and bows and arrows, the Ranger Corps is the most relied-upon peripheral guerrilla force of the Battle Sisters. These elite light ranged infantrymen are adept at patrolling the forests of Central Europe, firing deadly arrows to thwart invading enemies.

Like elves in a dark forest, the rangers of the Battle Sisters sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared, their icy arrows and cold arrows frequently shooting out from the dense forest, killing Turan soldiers.

Faced with this harassment tactic, the Turan army decided to counter it with a "human wave tactic." A large number of "Hassar" cannon fodder—mainly conscripted Germanic puppet peasant soldiers—were deployed at the forefront to mitigate the damage.

Meanwhile, the skilled mounted archers of Turan's main force dismounted to fight on foot, advancing steadily over the corpses of fallen "Hashar" soldiers under the cover of the shields of Turan's heavy infantry.

Meanwhile, Turan's gunpowder units, especially rocket tanks and incendiary bomb units, were also deployed behind the main camp to launch dense rocket barrages, burn down trees, and kill the enemy.

"Dispel their attacks and take control of the surrounding villages and towns!" Chagli Special Agent emphasized again, "Once they lose their strongholds and supplies, they won't be able to hold out for long!"

The battle raged for a day and a night.

Turan's army's tactics proved effective: through the coordinated efforts of various units, they successfully occupied the surrounding villages, enslaved all the villagers, looted all their food and property, and then sent troops to occupy and guard them.

Although there were casualties, most of them were German cannon fodder soldiers. For the Chagli Special Forces, these were just expendable resources. They could simply conscript another batch after a batch died, so it didn't hurt them at all.

As the Turan army advanced, the Battle Sisters were forced to abandon the outer buffer zone and retreat deeper into the mountains.

……

Just as Turan's army was conquering Bohemia.

The lowland delta of the lower Rhine River.