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 saw a little girl gulping water from a flask as if she had not had a drink in a long time.


"They're trying to send the women and children out before we're completely encircled," he muttered quietly.


Popov, "Hold out for half a month... looks like we can't hold out anymore."


Wang Zhong suddenly got a jolt, "Now's not the time for lamenting! If they can't hold out there, we have to start moving!"


He leaned over the railing of the overpass and shouted to the troops below, "I'm Brigadier General Rokossovsky, stop forming up, quickly unload the cannons and move them to the No. 3 stockyard over there! Then go to the nearby air defense camp to get camouflage nets. I need you to turn No. 3 stockyard into an artillery firing position by this afternoon!"


The guard of honor's major saluted, "Yes, General!"


Popov looked at Wang Zhong with surprise, "How do you know No. 3 stockyard is suitable for artillery positions?"


Chapter 8 In the Name of the Crown Prince_2