Conquering a fantasy world with the US Army.-Chapter 14: Duchess Niloufar Bahar

"A Duchess, you say. Well, I am sure we have a lot to talk about. Lt. Jefferson, please call some soldiers to escort the other ladies. Niloufar and I have things to talk about." I said, making the Lt run off. The women aren't going to attack the man who saved them from hell; they have no reason to. I held a hand out and helped Niloufar up. "Shall we take a walk?" I said before turning around as she followed.

"How many cities and port cities does a Duchess like you control?" I asked, making her wonder what I was trying to find out. "My husband controlled 10 cities and 15 villages, three port cities, and two port towns, " she answered, waiting for me to respond.

"So would your husband give me a port city in return for bringing you back?" I asked for the bare minimum to gauge her response. She stopped for a moment. "My husband is dead, Emperor." She said with a voice laced with sadness. "Sorry to hear that," I said, walking for a few seconds before speaking.

"Does the land revert to you as he has passed away?" I asked, making her realize what I was now after. "Yes, if his brothers don't try to take it from me." She said that the land passes to the spouse. I will note that for later. "So if I bring you back and help you deal with his brothers, would you be willing to break away from the Wavecrest Kingdom and join my Greater Holy Romen Empire?" I choose to pay respects to the great Empire that was known to Earth, other than the British one that we earned our freedom from after pushing them off our land.

"I wouldn't have a problem with breaking away from the Wavecrest Kingdom, but their army numbers 2 million, and it would be a hard fight." She said, making me nod. "Well, once I control the Northern Great Forest, I will help you reclaim your land and bring you into my Empire, Duchess. As I require those Port cities for my future plans, I will help send you back to New Rome. As I have things to take care of here, I will have my doctors check you out, and you will be housed in my living chambers." I said, and she understood why I was putting her up in my living chambers. She was willing to go that far to repay her Goddess for answering. "I am honored, Your Majesty, for blessing me with this chance." She would stick by his side after watching him destroy this tribe within minutes. She could tell with time that no one could stop him.

I sent for some marines to guide her to my Black Hawk and send her back to New Rome as I walked around the village until I stopped at a storage area and opened it to see a child Orc hiding behind some boxes. "Oh, little one, come here," I said, making the thing come out. It had to be three years of age as it walked out, I moved my hand behind my back as it got closer, I pulled out a knife and stabbed it in the throat. "You're a disgusting thing, in your next life be born as something better," I said with a grin before throwing his body outside.

I walked to a basket with a cloth cover and pulled it back. Inside it were brown, tiny, rock-like things. I picked a handful up and smelled it, then I licked it. "Salt, and from the looks of it, poor quality salt. I think I know what I will be trading in mass from now on: better quality salt, white, and brown sugar. Those three things would shake the area if they had this kind of salt; this had to come from a human city. The basket isn't the can; I have been seeing around this village. Once I get more FOBs, I will take bags of sugar and salt, and put them aside every evening before restocking the FOB's food supplies. After a week, I would probably have a couple hundred tons each, maybe more." I said, running my hands through the salt.

"Emperor, all civilians have been pulled back!" A Private Marine said, running in. "Good job, Marines. I want you to grab more Marines and go through this place and make a list of what they stored here before I turn this place into a FOB." I gave my order and walked out as the PVT ran off to grab more hands, and I walked back to the massive tent and entered, seeing the officers still going through the books and papers as I walked to the throne and sat down on it, looking down at the sand table.

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The following two areas had at least fifteen small villages, four lower tribes, and two middle tribes. If this sand table is to be believed, that is, and I don't think they would fake it to pass false information to me, as they didn't even know I was going to attack them.

"Someone, bring me a radio," I spoke as a 1st Lt walked over, handing me his. "Spartan, this is Holy One. Here are my orders. After I make the last two FOBs, you will work together with their Air Assault units, as they will be mostly Air Assault units with an MLRS unit as backup support. I want you and General Frederick to move most of your Helicopter units to the two FOBs. The day after tomorrow, I want you two and the new generals to attack both new attack fronts, targeting the smaller villages first with quick and overwhelming power, getting the people out and burning those places down before retreating into our land. I want all small villages destroyed in one day and the people saved. I won't take failure. How copy?" Finishing my transmission, waiting for a response.

"Holy One, this is Spartan. I copy, destroy all small villages, and save the women. After finishing the last FOB up there, I will transfer Frederick's and my air units to the new FOBs. Then go on the attack, over." He sent it back.

"Roger, out," I replied. Leaning back into the seat and looking at the map, I see it will take the next four areas before I run into a Major Tribe. Even if they start moving as I attack the other two areas down here, I will have time to turn this land into all FOBs and even a Fort. As I looked at my level, it was sitting at 53, making me smile, as I only need 47 levels, and then I will have five more FOBs after these two. That's nine days at most, and that is more than enough time to pull up this area before the Major tribe can move their people here.

"After tomorrow's FOB, I will upgrade COP Glory and build another COP near my middle ones. They will be Engineers FOBs with other support elements. I need to make roads so I can get mechanized units to hold areas on the ground if need be, as Air Support can't hold ground, and unless I flood areas with men, I can't match their manpower. I wish I had entered a more open area for a place to build my Empirer, but that is life. This could be called a Debuff, as the system is already overpowered." I talked to myself, not realizing all the officers were looking at me, thinking I would give orders.

"Don't mind me, carry on, I was just talking out loud to myself." They finished up what they were doing as the private that I tasked to inventory the storage area ran in and handed me a notepad. I read through the list and smiled, "It looks like I will have a stranglehold on the trade here, time to undersell the kingdoms and get them angry so I can have a reason to go to war." I said, breaking out in laughter.