Markiana is located in a desert grassland northeast of the Iranian Plateau.

This place is not only grassland, but also a large oasis plain moistened by snow-capped mountains and water.

For all Persian empires, this is the foundation for their expansion to the East.

Now, in order to deal with invaders from the East, Shapur II of the Sassanian Persian Empire led an army of 100,000 to Marchiana.

As a great empire spanning the key places of the world island, Shapur II's army was strong.

There are not only noble warriors from Elam, Iran, but also Kurds, Armenians from the Caucasus mountains, Bedouin from the desert, and Suth warriors from the grasslands.

After completing the last preparation in Mulu City, this mighty army advanced towards Baktria in the east under the leadership of Shapur II.

The young Shapur II was riding in a gorgeous carriage decorated with gold, silver and jewelry, listening to his military ministers explaining to himself the plan of this military offensive.

"Your Majesty, those bandits from the East are known as the White Huns. I heard that they were descendants of the Huns who were intimidating from afar. This time they occupied the Kangju River, but they were all barbaric and backward. Just like the barbarians of the Huns back then, they had no means to deal with the solid walls of Bactrica."

A military officer with a hooked beard said.

As soon as he finished speaking, another official shook his head and expressed his disapproval.

"No, no, your majesty, the information I heard was not like this. Although these enemies were called the White Huns by the people in Kangju River, they were not descendants of the Huns at all, but Chinese people thousands of miles away!"

"What, Chinese? China is not a civilized and noble country. It is almost about to catch up with my empire. How could there be such a barbarian?" Shapur II looked in disbelief.

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The legendary China is not only a treasure land that produces wealth, but also a country as civilized as Persia.

But now the enemies invading the borders of the Sassanian Empire are all groups of nomadic barbarians riding on horseback.

How could such a barbarian be a Chinese?

"Your Majesty, I can't make a mistake. My information is the latest news brought by people who just came from Bactrica."

The official assured very confidently.

When Shapur II heard this, his eyes suddenly shone and his face was flushed with excitement.

For Sassanthemum, their most powerful enemy was the West Rome, and the rest were a group of disobedient backward barbarians, which could not shake the foundation of the empire at all.

Including the area of ​​Baktria, it is not just a base for Sassania to expand, rather than a location that threatens the country's foundation.

"If they are really Chinese, wouldn't it mean that the mainland of China is not far from the empire's border?"

Shapur II rubbed his hands and began to talk endlessly.

"When we defeat these invaders, we must interrogate the prisoners and obtain guides to expand to the east. If we can attack the land of China, we must force the Chinese king to hand over the secrets of silk and porcelain!"
Chapter completed!