Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

Without understanding the enemy's troop deployment, it's impossible to find high-value targets to strike; one can only engage in attrition warfare with the enemy on the front lines.

Green-skinned animals are not afraid of being consumed.

They have already built mushroom farms in the area they occupied, using the soil brought by the meteorite impact.

With excellent nutrition and the aid of psionic energy, a new batch of orc boys will be harvested in no time.

As the war continues, the number of Greenskins may be even greater than when they first arrived in Cinta.

Xiao Yi knew this conclusion, and Liu Yi knew it too, but they couldn't change anything for the time being.

The most effective way to end this battle is to storm into the Greenskins' battle moon and cut down the Orc warlords who command them.

Without unified command, they will start fighting amongst themselves, which will significantly reduce the difficulty of the battle.

However, this is difficult. Even someone like Xiao Yi, who has cheated his way to the top, cannot guarantee that he can escape unscathed, let alone others.

Charging straight in would be tantamount to suicide.

Looking at the ever-changing battle lines, Xiao Yi turned to Liu Yi and asked a rather important question.

Where do you think the Greenskins will focus their attacks next?

The other person stared at the map for a while, and finally pointed to a place.

"here."

"This is the only orbital defense position that we still have under control, and it is the focus of almost every offensive."

"Once the greens take over, our army will lose air superiority and be at their mercy in bombing."

"Fortunately, those stationed there are the elite of the elite, and they've repelled every alien that tries to take over the area. What do you want to do?"

"The Greenskins are an extremely warlike race. In their culture, fighting or brawling is paramount. If we can create an almost invincible opponent, we might be able to lure out the Orc warlords who lead them."

The way greens think is fundamentally different from humans, and Xiao Yi couldn't figure out what they were thinking.

But according to their design, this plan is entirely feasible.

The Supreme Lord of Cinnabar, known for his rationality, frowned upon hearing such a hasty statement.

He turned to the alien expert beside him, hoping the other could comment on Xiao Yi's plan.

Feeling the unquestionable gaze, the alien scientist, dressed in an animal skin coat and looking like a shaman, stepped forward with a stiff upper lip and said, "Based on my years of research, this plan might actually work."

What is the success rate?

"have no idea."

"I don't know?!" Seeing that Liu Yi was about to explode, the alien scientist could only cast a pleading look at the other governor beside him.

"He's not a member of the Cult of Mechanics, so he can't explain everything with numbers."

"Alright, let me put it another way: what are the chances of this plan succeeding?"

"The chances of success are not very high, but they are not very low either."

A classic example of nonsense. If it weren't for the knowledge in the other person's head that helped him so much, Liu Yi would have called the guards to drag him away and shoot him.

"Let's give it a try. We can't afford to lose the orbital defense positions no matter what. What if it works?"

Xiao Yi was right; the remaining orbital defense positions could not be lost. After weighing the pros and cons, Liu Yi agreed to the plan.

He then convened a brief meeting with the senior generals and staff present.

Besides giving Xiao Yi, an outsider, a detailed account of the war's progress, the most heated discussion among them revolved around how to allocate troop strength and deploy the limited reinforcements to the front lines.

After arguing for a long time, the group finally decided to temporarily tighten their defenses and wait for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Commands were transmitted in binary language to the front-line communicators, and the accompanying clerics translated them and presented them to the commanders.

Taking advantage of the lull before the enemy's next offensive, they adjusted their defensive line according to the governor's orders.

Having accomplished his purpose, Xiao Yi boarded the train to return home.

He preferred fighting on the front lines of the battlefield to staying in the command center hidden underground.

After all, he had never truly commanded a large-scale war before, and his reckless interference could very well cause unnecessary chaos.

When he returned to the supply depot, the support troops that had been stationed there had been replaced.

Judging from their attire, they are likely warriors from the worlds of Vorn and Katostos, both of which are considered death worlds.

Every soldier who saw Xiao Yi would salute him with utmost admiration.

During his absence, the guards who remained had spread the word throughout the entire supply depot about his heroic feat of fighting six green-skinned mechs.

To convince everyone that the governor's achievements were not exaggerated, they even hired a Mechanicus priest to try and retrieve footage of the battle from the B-59 database.

Fortunately, B-59 managed to temporarily evade the issue by claiming that the other party did not have access.

Because they were the Governor's fighters, the guards dared not act recklessly and had to suppress this dangerous idea.

Later, thanks to corroboration from wounded soldiers on the front lines, the credibility of this story was finally recognized by the public.

Upon seeing Xiao Yi, the guards who were left behind immediately surrounded him.

"Sir, when do we set off to beat those aliens to a pulp?"

The guards all wore expressions of extraordinary excitement, seemingly fueled by the recent victory and the admiration of the other soldiers, which filled them with eagerness for the next battle.

But a fight can't be started anytime soon. After all this commotion, Xiao Yi is exhausted and needs to rest.

Moreover, it is best not to act rashly when the situation is unfavorable, otherwise you may end up in danger.

"We need to wait for an opportunity. Go back and rest first. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to show your skills later."

Upon hearing this, disappointment appeared on everyone's faces, and they reluctantly returned to the temporary camp arranged by Alec.

As for Xiao Yi, he moved into the room that Alec had previously occupied, the best room in the entire supply transfer station.

Just as the Imperial army was preparing for the upcoming war, an extremely terrifying legend began to spread rapidly among the Greenskins.

Among the humans was a terrifying, skinny shrimp wielding a glowing iron rod. He looked no different from an ordinary shrimp, yet possessed terrifying strength; a single punch could shatter the shield of the Death Iron Can.

Not only that, he can also unleash lightning and fire, turning all the greenskins that try to attack him into charred remains.

In the mouths of the orc deserters, Xiao Yi had become a god-like being who could destroy an army with a wave of his hand.

The reason it turned out this way is because, during the process of spreading the word, the green-skinned people always added their own imagination.

As these fantasies multiplied, Xiao Yi's image gradually became distorted, transforming from a powerful human into some kind of terrifying monster.

Soon, the rumor reached Hograk's ears, arousing its curiosity.