Count Constantine

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war.
What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units!
So, he decisively started micro-managing, "Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!"
Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy.
"In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?"

Cannon Fire Arc

Wang Zhong's orders were swiftly executed.


Soon, a mound over one story high appeared at the entrance of the village.


Wang Zhong stood by with his hands on his hips supervising, occasionally reminding, "Remember to take the bullets and grenades off their bodies; I don't want to set them on fire later and have the bullets go off like firecrackers.


"It would be terrible if someone were hit by a stray bullet."


"Don't worry," Yegorov said at his side, "All the ammunition has been collected. Even though their rifle bullets don't fit our rifles, I still ordered them all to be taken away, just in case. These bullets and the captured rifles are stored in the winery's warehouse."


Wang Zhong nodded, without any additional comment.


Soon, the young people of the town brought over the last corpse, tossing it onto the top of the pile of bodies, then stood in place, looking at Wang Zhong in unison.


"Yes, all the bodies that could be found on the streets are here."


Chapter 35 Ignite the Torch