I was the Queen of Persia

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“What’s there to consider? Do you think you can still wear such beautiful clothes after the Black Blade Cult arrives? Can you still run your own business? Can you still show your face in public?... No, no, no, the Black Blade Cult treats us women like livestock. That’s the extreme doctrine they follow.”

Her red lips launched an aggressive attack, a wet sensation sliding down her fingers, causing Yatumai's cheeks to flush and her breathing to quicken. Sahinian, even more pleased, slowly withdrew her wet, delicate hand and licked it with her alluring tongue.

“It’s not that there’s no…room for negotiation.” Yatumai was burning up and breathing heavily. “It’s just that…we can’t…make a hasty decision. Please…come with me…we…go to the inner chamber to talk in detail.”

“As you wish.” Sahimian slowly rose, took Atumai’s slender hand, and walked into the exquisitely decorated boudoir.

After the door slowly closed, the sounds of intense kissing, moaning, and rubbing together filled the room and lingered for a long time.

About half an hour later.

“Alright. You’re right. If the Blackblade Cult arrives, we won’t even be able to maintain neutrality…” Yatumai’s hair was disheveled, and her flushed cheeks were still red. “Then, I can maintain cooperation with your country, but please keep your promise.”

"Rest assured," Sahinian said domineeringly, her hair falling across the Armenian beauty's face. "Your interests in Knife Sheath Fortress will be fully protected."

Despite the existing barriers and disagreements, both sides have reached a consensus that they can at least benefit from each other.

Both parties reached an agreement.

Using the advantages of taverns, inns, and traveling merchants who could travel far and wide and spread information quickly, Atumai secretly provided Sahimian with various intelligence, especially from the Fatima Dynasty and the Blackblade Cult's controlled areas, to strengthen the intelligence network planted in Bladesheath Fortress; while Sahimian provided Atumai with more military and commercial protection.

Of course, through Yatumai's connections, Sahini could also acquire more mercenaries to do her dirty work. All of this was, of course, at the behest of Queen Shahzani.

"That's fine."

The Persian female general donned red triangular underpants and heavy armor; the Armenian madam wore pink thongs and a silk robe. These two extremely alluring and sexy mature women reached a cooperation agreement involving macro-level interests in this secluded and mysterious room.

Finally, the two exchanged a knowing smile, as if to say to each other, "May God bless us! May we have a pleasant working relationship!"

at the same time.

Hydia, who was sitting quietly observing in the front shop of the tavern, also came to the back courtyard boudoir, accompanied by a fully armed female mercenary.

This was a spirited and beautiful woman, tall and strong, with her brown hair falling unruly from her headscarf, and her light brown eyes revealing a sharp, eagle-like gaze.

Her attire was equally simple and capable: a short-sleeved military shirt in the color of the grassland, baggy trousers, sturdy sheepskin boots, a short sword attached to a velvet belt, and some special weapons; a Chinese-style crossbow was slung over her back.

Judging from their appearance and attire, they resembled armed militia from the arid interior of Anatolia in the eastern Roman Empire.

“Valeira, this is Commander Sahinian. Commander Sahinian, this is Valeira, a Cappadocia, she is at your service,” Hedia introduced.

Sahimian looked her up and down for a moment and felt that this female mercenary was indeed reliable. However, the mission she was about to carry out was a dangerous one deep behind enemy lines, so she decided to test her courage and ability.

Just then, a wild goose flew across the courtyard.

Sahimian smiled enigmatically and said calmly, "Take it down."

In the blink of an eye, the female mercenary nocked an arrow and, before anyone could react, pulled the trigger with a "snap!"

With the sound of wings flapping, I looked again and saw that the wild goose had fallen to the ground, pierced by a sharp crossbow bolt.

"Excellent archery." Sahimian nodded in satisfaction.

This precise archery skill was comparable to, and even slightly superior to, the most skilled heavy armored archers of the Shahr Imperial Guard.

“Welcome to the team,” Sahimian said.

Chapter 241 Raid Behind Enemy Lines (1)

After recruiting "Clever Ghost" Hassan, "Pink Lips" Atumai, "Ranger Archer" Valera, and others, Sahinnian, through judgment and testing, gathered a group of mercenaries and other personnel.

Among the outstanding ones, for example:

"Desert Wanderer" Asad Mousavi was skilled at riding camels across the desert and fighting with spears and javelins; "Living Map" Juha Muyiz was known as "the best coachman in Knife Sheath Fortress" and was good at disguising himself as a merchant to scout the terrain, gather intelligence, and provide covert support; and so on.

Relying on these manpower, Sahini secretly transferred supplies and personnel from headquarters, thus transforming the Yatumai brothel into an intelligence station behind enemy lines and gradually building his own intelligence network.

……

A few days later, on a quiet night.

The backyard of the Yatumai brothel.

"Commander Sahinian!"

Disguised as a merchant, Muyiz handed a letter hidden in his sleeve to the heavily armored Persian female general and whispered, "The situation has been investigated."

As the letter was unfolded, a clearly marked map appeared before Sahinian's eyes. It showed a Blackblade outpost, about two days' journey from Bladesheath Fortress, with about thirty soldiers. The barracks, sentry posts, fences, and patrols were all marked.

But what Sahinnian was most concerned about was a point circled on the map, which was also the target that needed to be destroyed in the next mission—a makeshift post station.

Indeed, after a period of adjustment and intensive training, Sahimian decided to personally lead a squad of mercenaries deep behind enemy lines to carry out a series of sabotage and attacks against the Black Blade Cult. The outpost on the map is the first battle of this Queen's suicide squad behind enemy lines.

"Owner!"

Hassan, the clever fellow who went on the reconnaissance mission, also returned. With his small and easily concealed physique, he learned even more about the enemy camp.

"The enemies in the camp are divided into two types: light infantry who are unarmored and only equipped with melee weapons; and archers who are unarmored but equipped with bows and crossbows. In addition, there are some conscripted civilians such as peddlers, laborers, female slaves, and prostitutes," Hassan said.

"It seems they are all lightly armed troops with little armor, weak defenses, and lax security." Sahinien looked at the map and nodded slightly. "In that case, let's prepare for battle!"

The plan is set; the next step is to select the participants for the mission.

This is not a large-scale frontal war, but a war behind enemy lines. It requires using limited troops and resources to deal with an enemy several times or even dozens of times larger. Therefore, the selected personnel must be highly skilled and able to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations.

Sahinnian makes an overall trade-off:

As the commander, equipped with robust and sophisticated Iranian-style heavy armor and saddle axes, she possessed advantages in armor and strength, making her naturally duty-bound to take on the responsibility.

Hydia, as an assassin, possesses the advantages of agility and dexterity, allowing her to stealthily carry out assassinations; Valera, positioned as a marksman, can provide ranged weapon support; and Muyez can disguise himself as a merchant driving a wagon, hiding in nearby villages and tribes to provide backup for the team. Therefore, these individuals were also selected.

"Count me in too."

"Pink Lips" Atumai stepped forward, her expression alluring: "I can weave an ambiguous facade, luring the enemy into a sweet trap, and then..."

As she was speaking, she raised her slender hand.

The emerald ring on his middle finger suddenly sprang out sharp spikes, gleaming coldly in the lamplight: "Let death descend upon them again!"

"Alright, then let's use our beauty to take the lives of these thugs!" After weighing the options, Sahinian decided to select her for the team.

Everything is ready.

The group hid in the merchant wagon prepared by Mu Yizi and bumped along the way until they arrived at a small oasis village covered with palm trees. Mu Yizi continued to pretend to be a merchant and traded with the local villagers, while the rest of the group rested and scouted for another day. Finally, as night fell, they quietly sneaked into the Black Blade Army's camp.

……

The Blackblade Army's outpost camp.

The fences crisscrossed, campfires flickered, and soldiers with black blades, wielding weapons and batons, urged the conscripted civilians to work: some were feeding livestock; some were reinforcing the fences; some were carrying supplies on camel backs; and some camp prostitutes and slaves moved in and out of the barracks...

The perimeter was poorly guarded: several wooden watchtowers stood isolated from each other, the sentries at the village entrance yawned casually, and a few patrols passed by occasionally, but at long intervals.

"Hydia, you're the most agile. Infiltrate first and take out the enemies on the watchtower," Sahimian instructed.

The female assassin immediately obeyed the order. She quickly used the bushes and embankments for cover, bypassed the Black Blade sentry's eyes, and crept under the fence. Her movements were swift and subtle. Barefoot, she climbed to the top of the watchtower, drew her dagger, and its cold light flashed.

The Blackblade soldier on the watchtower had no time to react before his throat was slit.

Another Blackblade soldier at the bottom of the watchtower seemed to have noticed the slight movement. Just as he was about to turn around and look up at the top of the tower with his torch, a crossbow bolt pierced his throat with a "whoosh!"

It was the archer Valera.

But it's not over yet.

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps, followed by the sight of fire. Looking closer, they saw another Blackblade soldier who had finished relieving himself and was returning to his post. Just as he reached the corner, he saw his comrade's corpse and was about to turn around when he shouted, "Enemy attack—!"

In that split second, a dark shadow plummeted from a great height.

It turned out that Hydia had sensed something was wrong and leaped down from the watchtower. She used her aerial attack, taking advantage of her free fall to pin the enemy to the ground, gripped her dagger, and plunged it fiercely into his throat.

But this is somewhat unnecessary, because although Hydia is very light, the enormous force of falling from a height is enough to crush the bones and organs of an enemy, sending them to their death in Hellfire.

"Well done! Let's sneak in, and remember to avoid the firelight." Sahini led the group, following the fence, and quietly entered the camp, temporarily hiding behind a haystack.

As she passed the doorway, Sahimian didn't forget to carry the two corpses away and hide them. Among the group, she was the strongest. She could also carry two adult men with ease.

At this time, there were no enemy soldiers around.

However, the next second, footsteps were heard, followed by a man's rude whispers and a woman's coquettish reproach.

Through the gaps in the haystack, one could see a drunken Blackblade soldier, embracing a heavily made-up camp prostitute, staggering towards them.

Sahimian turned to Hydia and Atumai and whispered, "Are you sure you can take down two people at the same time?" After receiving their affirmative nods, she immediately gave the order to act.

Hydia nimbly rolled and hid behind a nearby mound of earth; Atumai blocked the enemy's line of sight and quickly circled around to their back.

The instant they met, the dagger struck with deadly speed, swiftly severing the Blackblade soldier's throat; while Atumai went straight for the camp prostitute, covering her mouth with his left hand and plunging the ring dagger in his right hand into her neck.

In the blink of an eye, two more corpses appeared.

The two women dragged the corpse to a secluded spot. They didn't have the strength of Sahimian, so doing this kind of thing was still quite difficult for them.

"Now... I'm disguised." Yatumai said breathlessly, her body glistening with sweat.

Before anyone could quite grasp the meaning of her words, she deftly stripped the camp prostitute of her clothes, first her bra, then her gauze skirt, then her necklace and ornaments, then her sandals... In the blink of an eye, the prostitute was completely naked, with only a triangular cloth covering her crotch.

But even that fig leaf couldn't escape its fate. Seeing its high-quality material, Hydiya assumed it was a gift from some warlord or nobleman after their lovemaking, so she ripped it off and stuffed it into her pocket for later use. The camp prostitute was now completely naked.

When Yatumai changed into the clothes of a camp prostitute, combined with her inherent charming temperament, it was a perfect match.

"How about that? I am a prostitute, so dressing up as this is no problem for me at all." Yatu Mai looked at everyone with a smile.

“Then, you go and lure out the other enemies first, and we’ll follow up.” Sahini nodded approvingly and then said.

So, disguised, Atumai walked deep into the enemy camp, striking poses as he did so.

Chapter 242 Raid Behind Enemy Lines (2)

Ahead, near the barracks, stood a sentry with a black blade, watching the path the column would inevitably take.

Because of the distance and the open space in between, it would be difficult for the assassin Hydia to approach discreetly; and since he was standing right next to the camp, a long-range shot might make a commotion and alert the enemies inside, putting the situation at a disadvantage, so it was not advisable to let the archer Valera take action.

At this point, the socialite Yatumai, disguised as a courtesan, came into play.

"Greetings, noble warrior." Yatumai swayed her ample hips as she approached him, her voice soft and seductive. "You are a great Arab warrior, possessing the courage of Khalid and the spirit of Omar. I wonder..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her slender hand and began to stroke his face up and down, her delicate pink lips pressing close to his burning cheek...

A secluded corner nearby.

"Yatumai really has some skills. Let's go! Take this opportunity and get through quickly." Sahinian looked at the scene ahead, a charming smile curving her lips. Taking advantage of the enemy's distraction, she directed the team to successfully pass through the blockade.

They crawled on their bellies, quickly and quietly hiding behind the pile of supplies on the opposite side.

Meanwhile, Yatumai, who was having "close contact" with the enemy sentries, saw that everyone had succeeded, so he made up an excuse to leave and rejoin the main force.

“Commander Sahinnian,” Hydia reported in a low voice after scouting around, “there is a camel caravan parked ahead, and along the caravan are four patrolling enemies.”

“Think of a way to lure them to a secluded and isolated location, and I’ll send them to Hellfire,” Sahinnian gestured.

Hydia rolled her eyes and suddenly noticed a clearing behind a bush nearby, which conveniently blocked her view and made it easier to carry out her plan. So, she picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in that direction, deliberately making a noise.

"what sound?"

As expected, the Blackblade patrol was disturbed, and they drew their swords, bows, and crossbows, moving behind the bushes. At the same time, Sahinnian had already drawn her saddle axe and was waiting in ambush behind cover.

A faint rustling sound could be heard.

The enemy appears to be advancing through the bushes.

Sahimian's expression was solemn as she stared intently at the direction from which the enemy had appeared, tightening her grip on her saddle axe.

Finally, the black-robed soldiers with black blades emerged from the bushes and came into her view.

It's now!

Sahimian made a decisive move, her plump and muscular thighs instantly unleashing tremendous power. Her steel battle axe, carrying immense energy, swept towards the enemy, the iron blade whistling as it cut through the air. Crimson blood splattered everywhere, and upon closer inspection, all four enemy soldiers were dead.

“May they suffer eternal torment in Ahriman’s purgatory.” Sahinnian put away her blood-stained saddle axe and quickly moved the corpses on the ground to a safer, more secluded spot.

Despite making some noise, the other enemies didn't notice because of the distance.

They continued to infiltrate, using various cover and concealment.

Next, it was time for the soldiers to show off their unique skills.

Hydia stealthily moved barefoot, her gleaming dagger reaping the lives of Blackblade Sentinels.

Valera maneuvered her light crossbow, shooting down enemy soldiers who controlled the high ground and clearing obstacles for the advance of her troops.

Yatumae swayed her round, plump buttocks, flirting with the enemy soldiers to distract them, or, just as they were becoming increasingly enamored, she would suddenly stab them in the neck.

Clad in heavy armor, Sahini wielded an armor-piercing saddle axe, sweeping away hordes of enemy soldiers with the force of steel.