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

Yegorov was not in his division headquarters at that time but had, like Rocossov, run to the front lines and joined the guards' first tank battalion.


His chief of staff, Alexandria, and Pavlov were just as powerless and furious, and after unsuccessfully trying to persuade him, the military bishop also rushed over, saying he was prepared to physically restrain him before he personally led a charge.


Yegorov stubbornly insisted, "I won't be leading a charge in the flesh; I'm not Major General Rocossov. I know my limits."


The bishop looked at him askance, "Oh really? Do you now?"


Just as Yegorov was about to speak, he suddenly furrowed his brow, "Hold on a second!"


He looked toward the city where at that time the fog was still thick, rendering anything beyond five meters invisible.


"No, isn't it the sound of our tanks' engines?"


Chapter 36 The Dense Fog Lifts