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 guerrillas panicked at the sound of tank engines and gearboxes.


"Wasn't it said that the Prosen tanks were all but depleted?"


"Incendiary bombs, quick, get the incendiary bombs!"


The clerics from the underground parish loudly reassured everyone, "Don't panic! According to the intelligence we've obtained, the Prosen armored troops have long been depleted, retreating across the Dibo River, and they won't be coming back!


"This is either our armored troops, or it's factory workers somewhere who have modified tractors to serve as tanks!"


Argesukov is an important industrial city in Kazakhstan, and since it fell early, many workers hadn't managed to evacuate.


Although the Prosenians took most of what machinery was left back to their country, it wasn't difficult for the workers to hand-craft soil tanks from tractors.


A guerrilla fighter shouted just as the priest finished speaking, "Look, tanks!"


Chapter 76 General Rocossov Leads Us in the Charge