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

Vasily's eyes widened, but before he could speak, someone nearby started to mock, "Vasily, give us one!"


Wang Zhong was all too familiar with this; he hadn't joined the army, but he had gone through military training during junior high, senior high, and university.


During military training, it was common for the instructor to lead a jeer, followed by a song, subtly fostering a sense of collective honor and competitive spirit.


Now, seeing someone taking the lead, Wang Zhong immediately joined in the jeering, "Vasily, give us one!"


His encouragement quickly caught on among those nearby who understood what was happening, and they joined in jeering at Vasily. Initially, the jeers were disorganized, but after Wang Zhong took the lead a few times and added clapping, the shouts gradually became more coordinated.


Chapter 41 Skirts and Face Pockets