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

August 20th, at the headquarters of the Southern Army Group of Prosen.


Marshal Xiplin placed his marshal's scepter on the desk, donned his monocle, and looked at the four division commanders of the Armored Divisions who had just been transferred under his command.


"It seems the Western Front has good provisions," Marshal Xiplin joked, "It's understandable, given that the Kingdom of Sardinia and Carolingian are famous for their cuisine."


The division commander standing on the far right spoke loudly, "Report to the Marshal, we have not neglected our training for a moment!"


Marshal Xiplin: "You are all seasoned veterans, and you should know that training is different from actual combat! You will be facing the Antean Guards Armored Troops. They may lack training, but they are veterans forged in the fires of real combat, their experience and courage unlike any enemy you have encountered before.


Chapter 15 Prosen's Defense Situation