The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

The Arabs' brutality was appalling. First, they brutally murdered Yu Shanshan, and now, with the audacity to assassinate Su Mei, their actions thoroughly enraged Yu Shanshan, Su Mei, and Sharla. Fueled by rage, they led their troops on a relentless march, conquering Amur with unstoppable force and steadily advancing towards Hamadan. As the battle progressed, they drew ever closer to the heart of the Arab Empire! Soon, Hamadan fell into the hands of Yu Shanshan and her companions.

At that moment, a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the magnificent palace. The supremely noble Arab emperor sat atop his resplendent throne, his face gloomy and anxious, surrounded by a group of anxious ministers, whispering among themselves. A heated discussion concerning the fate of the nation was in full swing.

Shocking news, like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky, struck everyone with overwhelming force, leaving them stunned and stunned. Who could have imagined? An army of two hundred thousand well-trained and well-equipped elite soldiers would be utterly defeated by a mere two thousand men led by Yu Shanshan!

And yet, something truly shocking, unbelievable, and utterly beyond imagination was yet to come! Reports of this devastating defeat, as slow as an old man's, reached them only after more than twenty days had passed. An entire army of two hundred thousand men had been brutally annihilated, leaving not a single survivor. How could this have happened? It turned out that this vast army suffered such a tragic end because they had been mercilessly slaughtered on the battlefield. However, with their utter annihilation, not a single soldier had escaped the bloody catastrophe, and naturally, news of the defeat could not be relayed promptly.

So, how did this shocking news eventually reach the public? Coincidentally, it was the local armed forces who first discovered the unusual situation. While on routine patrol, these armed forces stumbled upon the piles of corpses and were stunned by the horrific sight. Realizing the severity of the problem, they quickly reported the matter to higher authorities.

According to widespread rumors, the ruthless and vicious Yu Shanshan, seemingly fueled by the inhumane treatment she suffered at Nishapur and the frequent attacks on her closest associates by a mysterious assassination squad, had inflamed her wrath. In her rage, she had lost her mind and launched a frenzied campaign of revenge against the captured soldiers. The poor captives became her targets, mercilessly slaughtered, leaving no one alive. Consequently, news of the battle's defeat remained largely unknown. Had a nearby Arab patrol not stumbled upon the gruesome massacre, this crucial military discovery would have remained hidden for who knows how much longer.

Under the fierce attack of Yu Shanshan and her soldiers like a tiger descending from the mountain, they were unstoppable and destroyed everything in their path. Wherever they went, the Arabs fled in fear.

Like a sharp sword, this army thrust straight into the heart of the Arab Empire. Their steps were firm and powerful, as if every step could crush the enemy's defenses. The roar of tanks and armored vehicles resounded through the sky, and their courage and determination, like a burning flame, illuminated the path forward.

Now, this unstoppable force had approached the political and economic heart of Arabia—the then-capital of Baghdad. The city trembled in the wind like a crumbling edifice, as if it could collapse at any moment. Its walls were battered by the flames of war, and the banners atop them had lost their former majesty.

The city's residents panicked, fleeing in all directions, trying to find safety. The streets were filled with panic and despair, and fear was written all over people's faces. However, Yu Shanshan and her soldiers remained undeterred. They bravely pressed forward, advancing towards Baghdad.

The massive gates of Baghdad stood tightly shut, like an impenetrable barrier. Atop the city walls, heavily armed guards wore solemn expressions, their nerves tense, their gazes fixed anxiously on the distant horizon. They knew deep down that a thrilling, life-or-death battle was imminent.

At the forefront of the phalanx led by Yu Shanshan, she stood proudly. Her posture was erect and heroic, and her beautiful yet icy eyes revealed unparalleled resolve and courage. She gripped the mighty sword, radiating a mysterious purple glow, its blade gleaming with a chilling glare, as if silently declaring to the enemy her unwavering determination to face death and her unwavering faith in victory.

Following Yu Shanshan's deafening command, she instantly raised her purple greatsword without hesitation, leading her high-spirited soldiers in a fierce charge towards Baghdad like a surging tide. Steel behemoths—tanks and armored vehicles—hurled forward at lightning speed, shaking the very earth. Meanwhile, the defenders on the city walls showed no sign of retreat, unleashing a barrage of arrows like a torrential downpour. However, this barrage of arrows proved ineffective against the courageous advance of Yu Shanshan and her female soldiers.

Yu Shanshan led the charge, charging to the forefront. She wielded her immensely powerful purple sword, each swing sending a whistling gust of wind. Enemy soldiers screamed and fell to the ground as the blade flashed, leaving thousands dead in the blink of an eye. Her nimble figure darted across the battlefield with ease, leaving a trail of blood and gore wherever she went. Her fearless aura was like that of a god of war descending upon earth, striking fear into the enemy's hearts.

In the fierce battle, Yu Shanshan's female soldiers gradually gained the upper hand. Their tanks blasted open the city gates and rushed into the city. A brutal battle unfolded in the city streets, staining the ground red with blood and filling the air with a strong smell of blood.

Yu Shanshan led her soldiers to fight bravely, not letting any enemy go, not letting any opportunity go. Thanks to their efforts, Baghdad was finally conquered, and this once glorious city is now reduced to ruins.

Yu Shanshan stood quietly atop the towering city wall, her gaze solemnly gazing down at the war-torn, devastated land below. Her heart was overwhelmed with emotion, the scene before her making her deeply aware of the enormous price paid for this victory. However, she knew this was only the beginning, and the road ahead was still fraught with obstacles and difficulties.

At that moment, the heroic Sharla hurried over, saluted Yu Shanshan respectfully, and began to report the battle situation in detail: "General! According to reliable intelligence, the Arab emperor has led some of his trusted soldiers in a hasty escape to the west. Currently, our elite female soldiers composed of tanks and armored vehicles have successfully captured the city of Baghdad, and no soldiers have been lost in the entire battle. At this moment, the brave sisters are vigorously pursuing and annihilating the remaining enemy forces."

At the same time, exciting news arrived from the radio operator. Sharla continued, "Furthermore, General Liu Jing and General Parvasa are engaged in fierce battles with the Arab army in Malaga and Isfahan, respectively, and are rapidly breaking through the enemy's defenses. Now, our army has formed a three-pronged attack and is determined to completely annihilate the Arab Empire to safeguard the supreme glory of the Great Zhou Empire and the peace and happiness that the people have longed for!"

At the same time, the strategic locations of Malaga and Isfahan seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud. Dense Arab armies converged there like a torrent of steel, their figures gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

These soldiers were fully armed, clad in heavy armor, armed with sharp spears and scimitars, and with exquisite bows and arrows dangling from their waists. Their faces were stern and resolute, revealing a fearless courage. Each one stood straight, like a statue, and was arranged in a tight battle formation in a uniform and orderly manner.

Their gazes, sharp as hawks, were fixed fixed on the front, as if to penetrate all obstacles. Their weapons, tightly gripped, seemed to speak of their resolve and strength. Across this vast land, they stood like an impenetrable wall, guarding their faith and their homeland.

In this vast army, every soldier is unique. Some are young and full of vigor, their eyes sparkling with a desire for victory; others are weathered, their faces etched with the marks of time, yet their gazes remain resolute, revealing an unyielding will. They share a tacit understanding and seamless coordination, as if they were one united force, striving for a common goal.

In this tense atmosphere, time seemed to stand still. Every heartbeat was locked in sync with the rhythm of war, and their breathing became heavy and powerful. They knew the coming battle would be fierce, but they were undaunted, their hearts filled with the belief in victory. They firmly believed that with their courage and wisdom, they would defeat the enemy and safeguard the peace of this land.

The opponents they encountered were unexpectedly the troops led by Liu Jing and the team led by Parvasa. When the ancient Arab cavalry infantry witnessed these two modern armored groups appear before their eyes, they were all stunned, as if they had witnessed a terrifying force from another world.

At first, the Arab soldiers were secretly delighted because they found that the enemy was composed entirely of women and that their numbers were not superior. They naturally assumed that this battle would be an easy victory. After all, in their traditional beliefs, women were always at a disadvantage on the battlefield.

However, they soon realized they were gravely mistaken. As the armored cluster of the Great Zhou women soldiers rolled forward like an unstoppable torrent, the overwhelming momentum filled all the Arabs with unprecedented fear and despair. The immensely powerful artillery fire fell like a torrential downpour, its force simply beyond anyone's imagination.

Earth-shattering explosions echoed one after another, as countless shells whistled across the night sky, crashing into the ground like falling meteors. The earth began to tremble violently with the deafening roar of explosions, as if the world was about to end. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and the raging flames spread rapidly, illuminating the once pitch-black night sky as bright as day.

Under such a fierce attack, the once confident Arab army was instantly thrown into chaos. They fled in panic, but there was nowhere to hide. Shells exploded around them, stirring up clouds of dust and dirt. Many were blown to pieces before they could even scream.

The battlefield was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, littered with shattered debris and severed limbs. Blood dyed the ground red, and the pungent, pungent smell of blood filled the air, making one sick. Even the battle-hardened Arab soldiers shuddered in fear at the sight of such a gruesome scene.

Despite their utmost efforts, they bravely fought, attempting to use their own flesh and blood to withstand the enemy's ferocious attack, but the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. Under the enemy's relentless bombardment, their defenses quickly crumbled, and casualties began to rise steadily.

Seeing the battle gradually turn against them, these once-mighty Arab armies were ultimately unable to withstand the overwhelming firepower of the Great Zhou women generals and were forced to retreat. Abandoning their armor and weapons, they fled in disarray, leaving behind a devastated and shabby battlefield.

One by one, the key cities of the Arab Empire were conquered, and batches of Arab soldiers were annihilated. The female generals sent by King Liu Yuan of Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty defeated the Arab Empire without a fight, gradually encroaching on Arab territory and bringing it under the rule of King Liu Yuan of Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Yu Shanshan's vanguard was particularly fierce. She had already annihilated an Arab army of 600,000 to 700,000, becoming the true female warrior of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I also learned of their glorious achievements through telegrams with my sisters. I specifically warned Yu Shanshan that more powerful Arab religious figures would attack in the future, and told her and her subordinates to be cautious. At the same time, I also provided covert support to the sisters at any time according to the system prompts, to prevent any of them from being attacked by the fanatical Arab religious masters, and at least to rescue them as soon as possible!