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

Alexander Fadin immediately searched for Prosen tanks.


He had not found any yet when a violent explosion occurred in a friendly tank to his front right.


The explosion drew Alexander's attention, and in the instant he looked over, some shrapnel sent his tanker's cap flying.


"What the hell?" He reached up to feel his head and discovered a large patch of his hair had been sheared off. His scalp was probably grazed too, as it felt sticky to the touch.


He quickly realized what the stickiness was, because blood started flowing down his forehead, collected on his eyebrows, and then seeped into his eyes.


With a blink, half his field of vision was dyed red.


He immediately wiped his eyes, but before he could clear the blood away, his face was illuminated by another flash of fire.


A T34 to his left had blown up; its turret was sent flying.


Chapter 64 Prosen's Armored Grandeur Remains