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

Wang Zhong had just entered the Headquarters early in the morning when he heard the phone ringing.


"Let me handle it, it must be Yegorov," he said as he raised his hand to stop Pavlov, who was about to answer the phone. He quickly walked over to the telephone, picked up the receiver, "This is Rocossov speaking."


As expected, Yegorov's voice came through the receiver: "Division Commander! We have already crushed the organized resistance of the Prosens, and under the guidance of the local church, we are purging the hidden Prosen stragglers and clearing the booby traps they laid.


"The day after tomorrow, you can revisit the old place."


Wang Zhong glanced at his watch: "22 hours, not bad! The time spent clearing booby traps and stragglers doesn't count towards your time anymore. You've passed, continue advancing towards Bogdanovka and crush any resistance from the enemy."


Wang Zhong hung up the phone and looked at Pavlov.


Chapter 25 Only the Living Can Throw Stones at Prosen's Captives