Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

Amidst the Greenskins' impotent rage, the Imperial fleet, in a triumphant manner, blasted open the psionic shield once more.

The large number of green-skinned pilots behind them still wanted to give chase, but Valerian had anticipated this and prepared a large number of cluster bombs before setting off.

Upon receiving the order, the three warships responsible for covering the rear immediately changed the type of ammunition.

Amidst streaks of fire across the sky, a grand fireworks display unfolded above the Battle Moon.

In the fiery light of the cluster bomb explosion, countless green-skinned pilots, reduced to charred remains, fell from the sky along with their aircraft, creating a brief artificial rain.

When the flames from the explosion subsided, the Imperial fleet had already departed, embarking on its journey back to the starport.

The four greenskin warlords, vying for the right to inherit Hograk's throne, watched the greenskin fighters circling aimlessly in the sky, their expressions gradually darkening.

This human attack had a significant impact on them, destroying not only some highly technological weapons of mass destruction, but also severely damaging the morale of the green-skinned boys on the battle moon.

With the death of their old man, the already depressed Greenskin became even more listless.

But the orc warlords could do nothing but get angry.

The other three ambitious Greenskin warlords would not relinquish their positions or willingly hand over their power.

Only by continuing the fight until a new war boss is born will the greens have the right to retaliate against the human raids.

"One, two, ... nineteen, twenty, not a single ship is missing. It seems this raid went very smoothly."

Upon seeing the twenty intact warships, the waiting crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers. This was yet another victory for humanity against the Greenskins.

I believe that before long, those damned aliens will completely disappear.

Amidst their expectant gazes, Xiao Yi, aboard the Thunderhawk gunboat returning to Starport, stepped out of the cabin.

"Long live Lord Xiao Yi!"

"I knew that with Lord Xiao Yi leading the way, we would definitely be able to defeat those despicable aliens!"

"Our Governor is invincible!"

The various noises almost drowned out the entire tarmac.

"quiet!"

Under the influence of psychic energy, Xiao Yi's voice suppressed the praise and clearly reached everyone's ears.

Upon hearing those two words, the scene immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at the victorious hero, waiting for him to deliver his victory speech.

Xiao Yi was not in command of this war, but the ordinary soldiers had already gotten used to attributing the credit to him.

After all, no one would explain to a regular soldier who the temporary fleet was actually commanding.

Ordinary soldiers might say that, but Xiao Yi couldn't easily accept it.

He knew exactly what the battle was about.

Aside from helping to neutralize the rays emitted by the traction device and prevent the two Imperial warships from being scrapped, he didn't seem to have much to do with the rest.

From the moment they attempted to break through the shield surrounding the battle moon, the situation on the battlefield was controlled by Valerian.

Commanding combat operations sounds easy, but in practice it's not as simple as it seems.

The slightest mistake could result in total annihilation.

Only those who can maintain a clear mind under extreme pressure are capable of undertaking such a heavy responsibility.

Taking credit from others so easily can easily cause resentment.

Xiao Yi had no reason to offend the old knight from Solaris over such a trivial matter, especially since he wanted to bring him under his command.

After quickly organizing his thoughts, Xiao Yi used his spiritual energy to amplify his voice, ensuring that everyone could hear what he was about to say.

"The reason why this battle was won so brilliantly is the result of everyone's joint efforts."

"Especially Commander Valerian, without whom we could not have completed the mission with almost no casualties."

Xiao Yi glanced at Valerian out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that the other man didn't seem to have any displeasure, continued, "Long live Commander Valerian! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the Empire!"

The unified shouts made some confused soldiers in the distance look up at the helipad.

"What's going on over there?"

"I heard that the fleet led by Lord Xiao Yi has returned. They have just destroyed the alien's weapons of mass destruction, ensuring that they will not cause any more devastating damage to the starport."

"Is that so? Fortunately, Lord Xiao Yi is here, otherwise we would all have become slaves of those hateful aliens."

"Slave? Hmph, you're dreaming. Those green-clothed creatures will only put you in their scrap iron pot and turn you into a delicious meal."

"Don't ask me how I know, I don't want to answer that question."

At the guards' request, the crowded people in front made way for a narrow path.

Unlike the crazy fans who see their idols, all the soldiers just looked at Xiao Yi from a distance with admiring eyes. No one tried to break through the fence formed by the guards and reach out to touch him.

I guess it's because doing this might get you shot?

"It seems they've come to see you as a savior." Valerian looked at the soldiers on either side, a wry smile creeping onto his face.

This is not jealousy, but a complex emotion that cannot be expressed in words.

In simple terms, it can be summarized as the desolation of a hero in his twilight years.

Valerian saw his younger self in Xiao Yi, but now he was an old man in his seventies.

Although Valerian still looks young thanks to the Empire's life-extending technology, his inner self has undergone a complete transformation.

In his youth, Valerian would occasionally pilot his knight mech into enemy territory to duel their leader, but that's no longer possible.

Physical aging and slower reaction times are only part of the reasons.

Most importantly, he no longer has that indomitable spirit; he prioritizes stability in everything he does.

"Human beings need faith to sustain their survival, especially in times of despair. When the whole world is shrouded in darkness, that ray of light is the most precious."

"I just did what I was supposed to do."

Xiao Yi then changed the subject and began discussing with Valerian the possible future course of the battle.

This is not a topic suitable for in-depth discussion; if we're not careful, some sensitive individuals might mistake us for ambitious schemers.

"There shouldn't be any problems in the short term. We just need to wait for Atlach Magnus's weapons to arrive. After the war ends, would you be interested in visiting Bakhda?"

"I'll probably go, anyway. If I go back to Solaris, I might get kicked out again."

Valeria knew his beloved nephew quite well, and he understood that his own persuasion alone could not completely transform the boy into a qualified knight.

However, his sense of responsibility prevented him from ignoring the situation.

Just as the two were chatting, Liu Yi's adjutant suddenly appeared out of nowhere.