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 spent some more time playing with the children before reluctantly returning to the front of the manor's main building, where Nelly was already waiting for him.


Nelly looked at Wang Zhong, sizing him up, then her gaze locked onto his feet.


Wang Zhong looked down and noticed a large number of mud spots on his pants, acquired during his play with the orphaned children. He explained, "I was just playing with those war orphans, and, well... the weather, right?"


The muddy season was almost over. As the temperature rose, the dampness of the soil had significantly decreased, but not to the point where it wouldn't dirty the hems of pants.


Nelly: "Why do you need to make excuses like a child? I wasn't scolding you."


"Uh..." Wang Zhong stalled for a few seconds before forcibly changing the subject, "How are your eyes feeling? Still itchy?"


Chapter 12 "The Days You Were Gone, I Thought of You Daily