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 8th, 0300 hours, headquarters of the Second Armored Army of Prosen Asgard.


The corps commander, Weidel, was listening to the final report before the assault began.


"Our current tank count has recovered to 100, among which 27 are the new Type VI Tiger King tanks. These tanks were supposed to be committed to the counterattack on the 3rd, but the poor road conditions prevented them from mobilizing to the starting positions in time," the Chief of Staff read the report and then looked up at Weidel.


Weidel let out a long sigh, "One hundred tanks. A year ago, when we were down to a hundred tanks, the Anteans had already lost thousands!"


The Chief of Staff said, "The enemy's Rokossovsky Type tanks, as well as the Whirlwind tank destroyers, are very effective. Although our new weapons have also arrived at the front, most of them broke down on the way. It's not our fault, General."


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