Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 834 - 1: Grand Marshal Overall in Command of All Land and Naval Forces, First-Class Duke Guardian of the Nation (8K)
Chapter 834: Chapter 1: Grand Marshal Overall in Command of All Land and Naval Forces, First-Class Duke Guardian of the Nation (8K)
“Marshal Rocossov reclaimed over 600,000 square kilometers of territory in the past year, with his troops advancing a thousand kilometers, and wherever they went, the people welcomed them with utmost sincerity…”
While Olga read from the script, Wang Zhong experienced an auditory hallucination, hearing someone with a Fenghua accent whispering in his ear: That thriving vitality, the competition of all things…
It had been three years since he himself traversed through time, yet the scene was as vivid as if he had just scrolled through it on his mobile phone yesterday. Maybe thirty years from now, someone could mention something MEME-triggering in front of him, and he would still think of that familiar Fenghua accent.
It’s probably homesickness.
Olga, unaware of Wang Zhong’s thoughts, continued reading: “To commend his great and unprecedented achievement, Marshal Rocossov is granted the titles Ante Army Commander, Chairman of the Defense Committee.”
Wang Zhong understood; his new title made him the supreme marshal of all land and naval forces, the top-ranking Duke Protector of the Nation.
He was about to kneel on one knee when Olga immediately said, “My dear subject, you need not kneel before me.”
Wang Zhong: “Is that alright?”
“What’s wrong with that? Without you, I would have become the Plathen Emperor’s prisoner,” Olga said, laughing. “Look, now that you enter the Summer Palace, no one dares to search you. There is no problem with not kneeling. Next time, you may even ride your mount into the hall.”
What a Tywin Lannister! I don’t want to die in a toilet!
Wang Zhong: “Your Majesty, I better not ride Bucephalus into the hall, it might defecate in the great hall.”
Olga: “Then you can drive your Rokossovsky Type tank into the hall.”
Am I here to enter the hall or to stage a coup d’état? Everyone else will definitely think it’s a coup! By then, emotions will be high, and the situation may well be out of my control, Your Majesty!
Olga: “I guess what you’re thinking, hehehe.”
“Then tell me!”
“You’re thinking, ‘If I drive a tank into the hall, others will probably think it’s a coup, and before the tank even reaches, the guards at the Royal Palace might have already seized the Tsar!'”
It’s not that far-fetched!
Isn’t it?
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Wang Zhong: “Your Majesty really has a sense of humor.”
“Hehehe.” Olga snickered as she took the Venus medal from a lady-in-waiting and pinned it next to the ones Wang Zhong already had, “Keep it up, my beloved brother. Earn two more Venus medals before the war ends, and you’ll be treated just like the Federation’s five-star admirals!”
That’s not the same at all!
Wang Zhong: “I will endeavor, Your Majesty.”
After speaking, Wang Zhong turned, and under the guidance of the Court Ceremonial Officer, stepped aside.
Olga continued to confer honors on others.
The person who followed Wang Zhong to receive the award had thick eyebrows; Wang Zhong recognized him as the Military Chaplain Ilyich, whom he had met in the Battle of Abawahan.
He’s getting his second Venus medal!
During the awarding ceremony, Ilyich kept his gaze directly forward, and as soon as Olga finished pinning his medal, he promptly saluted and turned eagerly to Wang Zhong.
Their eyes met, and glancing at the three Venus medals on Wang Zhong’s chest, Ilyich immediately showed an envious expression.
After standing next to Wang Zhong, thick-eyebrowed Ilyich whispered: “Marshal, we meet again.”
“Congratulations to you.”
“I only have two Venus medals; I still need to learn from you, Marshal.”
“No, no, I congratulate you on surviving another year.”
“Eh?” Ilyich hesitated and then laughed, “Actually, it wasn’t as dangerous as the year before last; many people survived.”
Wang Zhong: “I’m glad to hear that.”
“It’s all thanks to your achievements, Marshal.”
“No, no, I just did a little work.”
Ilyich smiled and then asked in a lowered voice, “Many people say we will end the war this year?”
“There are no such plans at the moment. We are still 836 kilometers from Plowsonia; that’s too far to cover in one year.”
“You advanced 1000 kilometers this year!”
Wang Zhong patiently explained: “That’s because Kazarlia is a vast prairie, a vast prairie! It’s normal for mechanized units to move quickly over the prairie, plus we had the high-standard expressways built by the Prosens.
“But further west, though it’s still the plain of Eastern Yuloba, towns are scattered like stars across the sky, and the fields are full of sturdy barns and farmhouses that can serve as strongholds.”
“You are right,” Ilyich agreed. “Maybe those 800 kilometers won’t be so easy to push through.”
“Last year’s defeat of the Saint Andrew Regional Army was due to their complacency and the desire for a swift victory. You must guard against such attitudes, Ilyich Davarish, you’re a priest!”
Ilyich nodded repeatedly, his thick eyebrows forming the angle of “8:20”: “You’re right! I will guard diligently.”
At that moment, others being honored also came over, crowding around Wang Zhong deliberately, forcing the Ceremonial Officer to remind them: “Everyone will be included in the group photo later, there’s no need to crowd around the Marshal! The photo will capture us all! Our photographer is very professional!”
Olga, who was supposed to be still conferring honors, turned around at the sound of the Ceremonial Officer’s voice, with the excited look of someone watching the fun.
Wang Zhong subtly gestured to her to focus on her work.
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March 4th, year 917 in the afternoon, Ekaterinburg Fortress, Rokossovsky Estate.
Olga leaned on the table like a little girl, watching the Rokossov family playing with their child on the other side of the table: “That’s nice. When you all go to the front lines, let me, the little aunt, take care of him!”
Wang Zhong: “What are you planning to do to my son?”
“Humph, of course to teach him the cunning of girls, to build up his defenses against those bad women!”
