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

And yet the enemy has equipped themselves with new armor-piercing shells, in case—


He waved away the worries in his mind. His brother had chosen to forge ahead despite knowing the slim chances of survival. As an elder brother, he could not let his brother be ashamed, nor let the tank name personally inscribed by the Marshal be dishonored.


"Advance! We can't penetrate the enemy's new tanks at this distance! Charge through the enemy's artillery fire to a distance that allows us to break through!" Podoliskov yelled into the microphone, only to realize he was still in radio mode and quickly switched back.


But his words had already been heard by the entire heavy breakthrough tank corps, and replies came flooding through the radio: "Well said, Podoliskov!"


"Deservedly our corps' first Venus awardee!"


Podoliskov had no time to be moved as he saw the enemy fire.


Chapter 40 "The Rise and Bankruptcy of the Theory of Quick Victory"_2