I was the Queen of Persia

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Arriving outside the tent in this manner immediately stunned the large group of Turan prisoners of war present. Due to the change of batches, this was another batch of slaves waiting to be selected, both men and women, since there were many female warriors in the Turan army.

Fully armed female soldiers were diligently stripping off their clothes and conducting full-body checks on both men and women.

"Turan people! Watch closely!"

The female officer's command was extremely penetrating: "Come here immediately! Men, come here! Women, come here too! Otherwise, you know what will happen!"

How could anyone dare disobey? They all crowded around, completely naked.

The female soldiers of Saman also carried out their superiors' orders in full. Although they were filled with passion, they remained loyal to their duties, using shouts, whistles, and canes to drive away the large group of naked men and women.

The scene was spectacular in an instant.

The female officer, Samantha, felt an even stronger and more intense excitement arising from her shame. A surge of heat spread through her, and her plump, large buttocks were already soaked, with thick white fluid seeping out from her skin and crevices.

The young Turan, though initially timid and fearful, now finds courage stirring deep within him in front of a large crowd of his compatriots.

He vowed that even though the Turan army was defeated on the battlefield, he himself would do his utmost to defeat the arrogant and licentious Tajik (a Turkic term for Persians) female officer in this "special war".

They charged forward with all their might, penetrating straight through.

Her courageous nature, abundant energy, strong physique, and enormous belongings combined to thoroughly understand the depths of the female officer, Saman.

The Turan youth fought with increasing ferocity, using all his strength to thrust and pound more violently. This overwhelming onslaught caught the female officer Saman completely off guard; she was already lost in pleasure, unable to extricate herself, her moans growing increasingly seductive, and she could clearly sense that the surging emotions within her were about to burst forth.

The female officer hesitated, looking at the boy above with pleading eyes, and murmured softly, "Young man! Be gentle! Be gentle! In the name of Allah, in the name of the Prophet, in the name of the Imam, please be gentle!"

The young Turan wasn't buying it; he smirked and launched an even fiercer attack.

Chapter 349 Slaves of the Samanid Empire (3)

Beside the crimson battle flags, amidst the rows of felt tents and fortifications.

On the yellowish-brown sand, a beautifully patterned carpet was laid out, where a plump and robust Samanian female officer and a young and strong Turan boy were engaged in fierce combat.

They fought fiercely, scrambling east and west, sweating profusely.

The female officer, a seasoned veteran with a vast experience, had never met her match before. Under the Turan boy's relentless onslaught, she moaned repeatedly, her belly swelling with increasing fullness.

Ambiguity filled the air, and passion surged.

The female officer's pleasure surged even higher, and the excitement brought on by shame reached its peak, as if she were ascending straight to God's paradise.

The moment of truth has arrived!

The Turan youth let out several roars, his strong muscles suddenly tensed, and a torrent of sweat poured down his face. The weapon that launched the attack experienced an extremely pleasurable sensation, followed by a violent tremor that surged forth in waves.

Bo——!

The moment the "Avrashiyab spear" was withdrawn, a torrent of warm water gushed out, surging and powerful, like the floodwaters of the Amu Darya, completely soaking the boy's chest.

The female officer in Saman closed her beautiful eyes slightly, breathing heavily, unable to extricate herself from unparalleled pleasure. Enduring the violent impact, the urine that had been accumulating due to shame and excitement was all gushed out, drenching the Turan boy.

Being naked in front of everyone, being pleasured in front of everyone, being "played with" by a boy younger than herself in front of everyone, and losing control of her bladder in front of everyone... all these shameful experiences made her feel extremely excited.

Her stomach was filled with a feeling of satisfaction, and the milky, viscous liquid dripped out. Looking at the exhausted young man, she slightly curled her fiery red lips.

“Well done, lad, but not enough! Come here, let me show you ‘Gushaspu’s Revenge’!”

The female officer, relying on her strength and physique, easily controlled the Turan boy between her legs. Looking into his pleading eyes, the bewitching desire in her heart burned even more fiercely.

A pincer attack, encircling from three sides, suppressing from both left and right, enjoy it to the fullest.

How could the bravery of the female officer Saman be erased or diminished by a temporary setback? She rallied her forces, launched a full-scale attack, and fought with increasing ferocity. With a sudden turn of the offensive, it was now the turn of the young Turan to surrender and beg for mercy.

The powerful pincer-like force, combined with the robust and muscular physique, created a complete suppression, crushing all resistance and relentlessly extracting its essence.

The Turan prisoners of war who were watching were filled with complex and conflicted emotions upon seeing the female officer Saman's brave and invincible spirit: they were burning with desire, yet also filled with fear.

The Turan boy beneath her had fallen into a coma, his body covered in the thick scent left by the female officer. His once proud and valiant "Avrashiyabu Spear" was now drooping and listless, no matter how much it was provoked, it could no longer display its prowess.

Saman, the female officer, stood up with satisfaction, her plump, large buttocks even redder. Her beautiful, dreamy eyes looked at the Turan prisoners of war, and her voice boomed like a bronze bell: "All of you, come here! Now!"

An even more chaotic mass battle has begun.

They charged back and forth, their battle cries echoing.

The outcome was self-evident. The Samanid Empire won a resounding victory, with its leading female officer being particularly invincible and achieving numerous victories. Countless Turan prisoners of war had fallen to her alluring legs and hips.

After the great battle, the land was littered with devastation and filled with the cries of the dying.

"Hmm, this batch of slaves is quite good, both capable and 'capable'." The female officer, Saman, stood naked and proud, her face full of satisfaction.

"Currently, the government offices in Bukhara, Nakhshab, Samarkand, and Termez districts of Transoxiana province are all short of servants. Send these slaves to the aforementioned government offices." She then ordered her soldiers.

“Yes, Commander Nisa Sahinian!” Samantha replied.

That's right, Nissa Sahinnian. One of Sahinnian's many daughters, she is naturally an important member of the succubus family. Her bottomless lust and fighting spirit, as well as her invincible courage, reveal her identity.

The official rank was General of the Khorasan Military Region, concurrently serving as the Slave Transport Commissioner. This was actually a temporary official position that combined military and commercial functions. It was mainly established when foreign wars broke out and there was a large number of slaves that needed to be dealt with. The official was responsible for the overall planning, selection, allocation, and sale of slaves captured in the war.

According to the clerks and staff of the Samanid army, a total of 26,000 Turan soldiers were captured and enslaved, most of whom were young and strong men and women, enough to meet all kinds of needs.

The best slaves, those with the best physique and beauty, were first chosen by the male and female officers of the Saman army. Farukzad chose Kizilhan, and Nisa Sahini chose the Turan boy named Bald Horse.

The arrival of young male slaves from other races undoubtedly, objectively, slightly alleviated the predicament of the Saman Empire having more women than men.

Due to the gender imbalance, the beautiful and alluring Samanian warriors, driven by lust and with insatiable desires, could only find amusement in young and handsome foreign slaves.

Apart from the majority of female officers and soldiers.

Male generals and officers also favored young and handsome male prisoners of war, taking them in as "bacha-baz" (male dancing boys). After all, apart from female lesbianism, male homosexuality was also quite prevalent in Iran.

In the end, a total of 500 to 600 people were selected through this special process to become personal attendants of the Samanian generals and officers.

Next came the selection of government slaves and palace slaves. These slaves were also required to be of dignified appearance and strong physique, and in the end, about 2500 people met the selection criteria of the palace and the government.

After satisfying the needs of the bureaucracy, there were still more than 23,000 people available for sale. The Samanid government sold each slave to nobles, Dehgans, big merchants, and mosques throughout the country at a standard price of 200 dirhams.

The western provinces, which are not Iranian, are predominantly Arab-Berber, and whose loyalty is questionable—such as Nejd, Hejaz, Oman, Meshrep, and Maghreb—are key areas for Shahzani to dump slave goods, with the aim of using the Turan people to counterbalance the Arabs and to use barbarians against barbarians.

Western provinces that are not Iranian but have high loyalty—such as Iraq, Syria, and Yemen—do not need to enjoy such "treatment."

Having satisfied the above needs, there were still more than 8000 people left. Nisa Sahinian opened the door wide for foreign caravans and sold them to countries and regions such as the Eastern Roman Empire, Hindustan, Tibet-Ladakh, and Abyssinia at a standard price of 350 dirhams per slave.

After fulfilling the above requirements, there were still more than 7000 people left. These were the people who had been repeatedly selected and were naturally sent to various prison camps in the empire to assist in labor such as well and canal construction, post road construction, and deep well mining, according to the regulations of the Saman Empire.

Chapter 350 International Status Continues to Rise

Jahanshahr, the royal palace.

The hall is decorated with massive and imposing Persian arched Iwan decorations arranged in an orderly fashion. The walls are adorned with symmetrical and intricate glazed tiles painted with ornate floral and geometric patterns. Large, expensive Persian carpets are neatly laid out in the hall.

It is massive in scale and magnificent in appearance, fully demonstrating the authority of the King of Kings.

Shahzani, wearing a Khorasan-style Namad hat and a long robe with Persian patterns, sat barefoot on the throne, looking directly at the civil and military officials in the palace and the foreign envoys kneeling on the central avenue.

This was a typical day in the Samanid court. Due to its vast territory and powerful nation, a large number of foreign envoys came to visit. Some of them were official foreign envoys, while others were merchants, travelers, missionaries, pilgrims, and adventurers who came spontaneously. They brought various local specialties as gifts.

To put it arrogantly, this is called "tribute"; to put it humbly, this is simply presenting a gift.

As the ruler of the Samanid Empire, Shahzani would naturally accept the gifts and would reciprocate with generous gifts to demonstrate the grandeur and magnanimity of a great power.

"Distinguished foreign guests! You have traveled a long way and endured hardships. May God bless your future!" Shahzani's voice was loud and clear, and her head held high exuded the confidence of a powerful nation: "Please rise! The door of friendship of the Shah of Iran will always be open to friends!"

"Long live the great Shah Shah!"

"Long live the great Shah Shah!"

Foreign envoys of all kinds of clothing and skin color, speaking all kinds of languages, all spoke in one sentence: Empress Shahzani is the greatest!

After the ceremony, rise and the offering ceremony begins.

Court musicians played music, the melodious nay flute, dutar, and santur together creating beautiful yet majestic music that echoed in the spacious hall.

"The Hindustan envoy presents ten ingots of Wootz steel..."

"An envoy from the Kingdom of Chola presents a quantity of coral..."

"The envoy from the Polo Dynasty presents five jars of sugar..."

"The Khmer envoy presents two pairs of ivory..."

"The envoy from Nanwuli presents two pairs of rhinoceros horns..."

"The envoy from Srivijaya presents three bags of pepper..."

"The envoy of the Guiyi Army of Ma Qin presented eight jade artifacts..."

"The Song Dynasty envoy from Ma Qin presented fifty bolts of silk..."

"The Khitan envoy from Ma Qin presented ten gyrfalcons from the sea..."

"The Tibetan envoy from Guge presents ten yak hides..."

"The Tibetan envoy from Ladakh presents two bags of cashmere..."

"The Goryeo envoy presents a precious ginseng root..."

"The Abyssinian envoy presents two lions..."

"The envoy from the Sultanate of Kilwa presents eighty slaves of Sanchi..."

"The envoy from the Kingdom of Ghana presents two cartloads of gold dust..."

"The envoy from the Bulgar Khanate presents twenty red fox pelts..."

"The Kievan Rus' envoy presents fifteen sable pelts..."

"The Novgorod envoy presents ten white bear pelts..."

"The Chernigov envoy presents two cartloads of birch bark..."

"An envoy from the Principality of Polotsk presents five barrels of honey..."

"The envoy from the Principality of Pskov presents three bundles of walrus ivory..."

"The envoy from the Principality of Yersika presents ten pairs each of Lithuanian boys and girls..."

……

Various tributes were displayed in abundance.

This reflects the growing prosperity of trade routes and the increasingly extensive exchanges between civilizations that transcend geographical barriers.

Shahzani was very pleased and ordered that the envoys from various countries be given gold and silver coins, brocade, fine horses, and excellent armor and weapons in return, to demonstrate the Samanid Empire's strength and magnanimity.

At this moment, the court official in charge of selecting ceremonies announced in a loud voice:

"The envoy of the Eastern Roman Empire presents three Constantine glass lamps!"

"The Eastern Romans?" Upon hearing this concept, Shahzani's heart skipped a beat. "What are they doing here?"

Some time ago, the Byzantine Empire and the Turan Khanate reached an "alliance" to jointly resist the Samanid Empire. Although it was essentially just mutual exploitation, it still posed a certain degree of threat to the Samanid Empire.

Under these circumstances, Shahzani had to deploy a considerable number of troops in the provinces of the Northwest Military District to deal with the potential invasion of the Eastern Roman army. This also objectively resulted in some troops being tied down and unable to be mobilized to the main battlefield in the northeastern frontier.

"A test, a means of probing."

Shahzani quickly came to her answer: the Eastern Romans could use the guise of friendly exchanges to get close to her power center in order to gather information, especially about the fighting between the Iranian army and the Turan army.

This war is not over yet, and they are already preparing for the next one.

"Summon them in," Shahzani ordered.

Despite knowing that there was a hidden power struggle involved, she still readily agreed. Those who achieve great things must be able to be open-minded and magnanimous, fully demonstrating the demeanor of a great power, and calmly controlling the initiative in the game, regardless of whether the opponent uses underhanded tactics or open schemes.

The Eastern Roman envoys entered the palace, dressed in magnificent attire, adorned with gold and silver, and presenting gifts of exceptionally high quality. Shahzani announced the acceptance of the gifts, offered reciprocal gifts and blessings to the envoys, and then ordered the Imperial Household Department to prepare generous gifts and select an auspicious day to send envoys to Constantinople in return.

The host and guests chatted and laughed.

The atmosphere was at its most intense.

The Eastern Roman envoy suddenly asked, "Your Majesty Shah Shah, we have heard that your country is engaged in a fierce battle with the Turks, and our Regent Queen Zoe is very concerned about this. Our country is willing to lend a helping hand!"

He spoke at length, offering several suggestions.

Such statements include "expanding the scale of border trade between the two countries", "ensuring peace on the border between the two countries", and "increasing the number of merchants, pilgrims and missionaries between the two countries", etc.

But the most important area remains the military field.

"Your Majesty, Rome and Persia are both great powers of the civilized world. Why must we be at odds on the border? Rest assured, you can transfer the troops stationed in the northwest to attack the Turks. Our country will guarantee peace and trade!"

The Eastern Roman envoy was eloquent.