Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

Those who were kicked out to become Sentinels along with Jess were all unpopular members of the Roslyn family.

Their backgrounds are mostly similar.

The father or grandfather was a powerful warrior who joined the Roslyn family's private army after being chosen by the previous head of the family.

With this status, they were born with a secure job.

Future generations won't have to start from scratch and live in constant fear.

For the vast majority of soldiers from humble backgrounds, this was the outcome they had always dreamed of.

But to the local soldiers, whose traditions had been passed down for generations, the situation was completely different.

These out-of-town garbage collectors used despicable means to please the head of the household and steal the positions that originally belonged to them.

If it weren't for them, their sons/brothers wouldn't have to work in factories like ordinary people.

Private armies do not expand indefinitely; they are only selected from the eligible descendants of soldiers when vacancies arise.

This idea created an irreconcilable conflict between the two sides. When the first generation, with its formidable strength, was still alive, the local soldiers certainly wouldn't dare to provoke it.

But the other party will eventually grow old. When he leaves the real world and enters the emperor's embrace, his descendants, who have lost their protection, will immediately face all kinds of exclusion.

In order to ensure that their future lives wouldn't be so miserable, these people automatically formed a small group.

Theodore, being the highest-ranking among the outsiders, naturally became their leader.

After he was arrested, Jess took over the position.

Seeing Theodo come back to life, the young people were stunned for a moment, then their expressions gradually became excited. They had had enough of their current lives.

"Captain, how did you survive?"

Theodore couldn't answer this question directly, otherwise the image he had worked so hard to build would be ruined.

After pondering for a while, he combined his own experiences to create a short story about an imperial envoy purifying his soul, allowing him to see the corruption and depravity of the upper class, and ultimately leading him to abandon darkness and embrace the light.

The Emperor Angel in the story is naturally Xiao Yi. His actions these days have gradually made him transcend the realm of humanity in the eyes of both sides.

To prevent his subordinates from questioning the story's authenticity.

After recounting his experiences, Theodore immediately composed himself and solemnly denounced, "The nobles of Bakda have long since abandoned the duties entrusted to them by the Emperor, indulging in decay and depravity. What is most hateful is that they dare to kneel and submit to the Chaos God."

"Such blasphemy and betrayal can only be repaid with fire and blood. As the Emperor's faithful servants, we must ensure that this world does not fall into the hands of evil gods."

Even though they had expected it, several people, including Jess, were still shocked when they heard that Theodore was going to take action against the nobles.

However, they quickly returned to normal, just as mentioned before, only the emperor's loyal servants could become heroes, and the same was true for nobles.

A nobleman who worships an evil god is not worthy of representing the emperor in governing this planet, and killing him would not cause him any psychological burden.

The reason why most soldiers choose to ignore it is because various practical reasons make them subconsciously resist this fact.

Now that someone has stepped forward and presented the truth to the public, they should have a reaction.

Do not underestimate the efforts of the Imperial State Religion over the past ten thousand years, despite their many questionable actions that have worsened the already weak Empire.

But without them, the empire wouldn't even have the right to be tormented.

"May the Emperor bless you."

After a few whispered prayers, the crowd turned their attention back to Theodore.

"Is there anything we can do?"

"Contact the soldiers who remain loyal to the Emperor and find a way to create chaos, giving the true Imperial army an opportunity to completely crush the traitors."

And so Theodore and a few of his men secretly infiltrated the Allied camp.

At his suggestion, Jess took his two brothers back to Upper Nest ahead of time, in case the desperate traitor did something irreparable to their family.

The scene inside the camp was somewhat different from what Theodore had imagined; dejected soldiers were everywhere, lying motionless on the ground.

If one could not still detect breathing, it would be easy to mistake a corpse for a dead body.

Besides these guys cosplaying as corpses, the most common type is mentally ill people with red eyes who look unusually agitated.

In order to vent their excess energy, they engaged in fierce battles with other soldiers around them who had the same symptoms.

They lay on the ground, exhausted, staring blankly upwards, maintaining their vital signs with weak breaths.

Theodore seemed to know where all those "corpses" on the ground came from.

Indeed, embracing chaos leads to no good end!

To avoid trouble, he unconsciously quickened his pace, but trouble is something you can't avoid just because you want to.

A soldier who had just finished fighting and hadn't even had time to pull up his pants shouted at Theodo, who was walking briskly, "You, yes, the one who took the fastest picture, come here and clean me up."

Holy crap, what bad luck.

Theodore cursed inwardly, then his cautious expression turned arrogant.

Giving in at this point will only bring more trouble; the only option now is to stand up and give the other side a good beating.

Theodore walked over silently with his head down, and when the two were close enough, he reached out and slapped the guy who had just given him the order hard.

"What did you just say?!"

This slap turned the other person's already somewhat confused mind into mush, coupled with a tone similar to that of a nobleman speaking to a servant.

The squad leader, who had just been about to order Theodore around, immediately knelt down and began to apologize: "Please forgive me, sir, I didn't know it was you."

"Get out of my way, you filthy animal, don't dirty my shoes!" After kicking away the head that was trying to kiss his shoes, Theodore led his men away openly.

A minute later, the guy with half a shoe print on his left cheek finally realized that the guy who hit him was dressed like a beggar from Zhongchao, and couldn't possibly be one of those noble lords he feared.

Just as he was about to confront Theodore with his fists, a feeling of power being drained from his body swept over him.

"Let's talk about this after I wake up."

He slowly lay down, imitating his companions around him, and pretended to be a corpse.

This is a side effect of hallucinogenic drugs; they drain the life force from a person's body, turning them into a fragile puppet who only knows how to obey commands.

Initially, Corra did not intend to use it against the powerful private armies of nobles, as doing so would only weaken their strength.

However, during the firefighting efforts following the explosion of the weapons depot, some unfortunate individuals inadvertently came into contact with hallucinogenic drugs that had been released into the air. From then on, they were unable to extricate themselves from this addiction and became puppets of their desires.

Indulging in illusory pleasures every day, escaping reality, I have ultimately turned myself into the person I am today.

Their companions were unable to kill their brothers who had been with them day and night, nor could they help them escape this illusory dream, so they could only leave them there to fend for themselves.

Hopefully, when the enemy attacks this place, we can give them a quick and painless victory.