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

The Prosen Emperor didn't ponder for long.


Reinhard: "The troops we can send to the front line right now are just two armies, right?"


"Yes, currently the total reserve on the Eastern Front comprises just two armies," Celtic Marshal immediately confirmed.


"And how long would it take to mobilize troops from farther away?"


"One week. Within a week we can deploy troops newly formed within the country, as well as those returning from retraining, to the Eastern Front, totaling two armies..."


Reinhard interrupted Celtic Marshal, "Then dispatch one army to the Central Army Group for urgent support and the other to the Southern Front's Group B, transferring it to Frederick. Then, tell him that in one week's time, there will be two more armies."


Celtic Marshal glanced at Army Commander Walter von Blenheim, who had been silent.


Chapter 40 Silence