I Reincarnated as a Prince Who Revolutionized the Kingdom-Chapter 114: Conquered Continent

July 1698.

Marshal Armand Roux knew that Elysea's position in Pan-America had never been stronger. The Iberians were gone, the Dutch had been annihilated, and Germania had chosen to stand aside—for now. That left only one major power to challenge them: Wallachia.

Unlike Germania, which had scattered settlements focused on fur trading, Wallachia controlled key ports along the southern coastline. These ports acted as critical nodes in the transatlantic trade, bringing in valuable resources from Africa and Europe.

Taking them would be no easy task.

Wallachia was a naval power, boasting a fleet far stronger than anything Elysea had encountered thus far. If Elysea moved too quickly, Wallachian warships could cut off supply lines and trap their forces inland.

But if they struck first—before Wallachia could react—Pan-America would belong to Elysea.

The Strategy Meeting

Inside Fort Saint-Louis, Roux met with Captain Étienne Giraud, Lieutenant Adrien Vasseur, and their key officers. The command room was dimly lit, the scent of wax and parchment heavy in the air. A massive map of Pan-America was spread across the table, marked with enemy locations and Elysea's expanding territory.

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Roux tapped a finger against the southern coastline. "Wallachia has three major port cities: Constanta, Varna, and Sarmizegetusa. If we take these, we take their ability to resupply. We starve them out."

Giraud smirked. "Simple enough. We storm the cities, force them into open battle, and wipe them out like we did the Dutch."

Vasseur, ever the strategist, shook his head. "It's not that simple. The Dutch were weak, outnumbered, and unprepared. Wallachia is not. They have a powerful fleet. If they send reinforcements from Europe, we'll be fighting a war we can't win."

Roux exhaled. "Then we don't give them the chance to call for help."

Silence fell over the room as the officers absorbed his words.

"We take all three ports in a single campaign," Roux continued. "We move fast, strike hard, and destroy their ability to fight back before they can react."

The plan was bold—risky even—but it was the only way.

Giraud grinned. "A full-scale blitz. I like it."

Preparing for War

Over the next few weeks, Elysea's army prepared for the largest military operation in Pan-America yet.

3,000 soldiers were assembled—a mix of veteran infantry, cavalry, and artillery crews.

Six Gatling guns were positioned alongside ten field cannons, ensuring that their firepower would be overwhelming.

Supply lines were reinforced, ensuring they would not be cut off mid-campaign.

The Elysean Navy, though small, was strengthened with additional ships, including captured Dutch vessels to transport troops along the coast.

By August 1, 1698, the Elysean army was ready.

The First Target: Constanta

The first strike was aimed at Constanta, the northernmost Wallachian stronghold. The city was protected by high walls, a garrison of 1,200 soldiers, and coastal artillery capable of repelling a naval assault.

But they were not prepared for the Gatling guns.

On August 5, Elysea attacked.

At dawn, Elysean cannons roared, battering the city walls. Wallachian defenders returned fire, but they were soon met with the terrifying hail of bullets from the Gatling guns.

The Wallachian lines collapsed almost immediately.

Elysean troops stormed the gates, cutting down any resistance.

By midday, Constanta had fallen.

The survivors surrendered, and Elysea took full control of the port.

With Constanta under Elysean control, the army marched south toward Varna, the second-largest Wallachian stronghold.

The Wallachians knew the attack was coming.

They had fortified their defenses, reinforcing the city walls and preparing their troops for a last stand.

But Roux was already two steps ahead.

Instead of attacking from the front, he split his forces, sending Giraud and his cavalry behind the city, cutting off escape routes.

When the Elysean cannons opened fire, the Wallachians tried to hold the walls.

But the Gatling guns once again shattered their ranks.

When Giraud's cavalry struck from behind, the battle was over in hours.

By August 12, Varna belonged to Elysea.

The last remaining Wallachian stronghold was Sarmizegetusa—the most important city in Wallachia's Pan-American trade network.

If it fell, Wallachia's presence in the New World would be finished.

But this time, the Wallachians were ready.

By the time Elysea arrived on August 18, Wallachian warships had gathered in the harbor, cutting off a direct naval assault. The city itself was fortified, with over 2,000 Wallachian soldiers prepared to defend it to the last man.

This would be the hardest battle yet.

At dawn, Elysea attacked.

The Gatling guns shredded through the Wallachian ranks as artillery pounded the walls.

But this time, the Wallachians fought back harder than expected.

Their naval guns bombarded the Elysean lines, forcing Roux's troops to take cover.

For hours, the battle raged.

Elysean forces struggled to break through.

But then, Giraud spotted a weakness.

The eastern gate was lightly defended, its walls weakened from the bombardment.

Giraud led a cavalry charge, smashing through the gates and flanking the defenders.

The Wallachians, already struggling to hold the main line, panicked.

Within three hours, the city had fallen.

Sarmizegetusa was in Elysean hands.

By August 20, Wallachia's last stronghold was gone.

Their warships fled, their colonists abandoned the settlements, and their government withdrew all claims to the region.

Wallachia's empire in Pan-America had ceased to exist.

King Bruno listened as the final reports came in.

Leclerc, standing beside him, smirked. "So, Pan-America is completely ours?"

Bruno grinned. "Yes."

Elysea had done the impossible.

From a small colonial power to the undisputed ruler of an entire continent.

Bruno raised his glass. "To Elysea."

His officers toasted.

Pan-America was no longer a battlefield.

It was Elysea's empire.

Two months had passed since the fall of Wallachia in Pan-America, and the final reports had finally reached the Elysean capital.

King Bruno sat in his private study, the warm glow of candlelight illuminating the stacks of documents before him. Across the polished mahogany table, Antoine Leclerc, his Chief of Staff, stood with a satisfied smirk.

"It is done, Your Majesty," Leclerc said, placing the final set of reports before the king. "Pan-America is completely under our control. The last Wallachian ships have withdrawn, and their colonial government has formally surrendered all claims."

Bruno leaned back, letting the weight of those words settle. Elysea had done what no other European power had accomplished—absolute dominance over an entire continent.

"The world will take notice," Bruno murmured, a grin forming.

Leclerc nodded. "They already have."