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

July 2nd, 1916, Prosen Anpura Armored Division First Armored Battalion.


The battalion commander checked his watch and sighed, "Let's not wait for the Leopard Tanks any longer; we will go ourselves."


Having said that, he jumped onto the command tank of the battalion headquarters and waved back to the other support vehicles of the headquarters: "Wait for our signal after we repel the Ante Troops, and then follow up."


"Yes, commander," the deputy battalion commander saluted, "I wish you a pleasant hunt."


The commander nodded and looked back ahead, placing the headset on one ear, and picked up the radio handset: "Attention all units, this is your commander, attack commences!"


Chapter 33 The War of Attrition