Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 13 What is the use of this iron rod
Xiahou Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

A bold idea that emerged from the dream haunted his mind, instantly dispelling all the drowsiness of the Lord.

He sat up in the dark, looked at the sky outside the tent, and roughly confirmed that it should be five or six o'clock before dawn.

Angel Randall slept at the other end of the tent—the little maid slept deeply, her petite body rising and falling with her breathing.Xia Houyan didn't bother her. He picked up a flint from the pillow, lit the lion lantern, and then found a short robe with golden eagle pattern and gray satin trousers from the package full of clothes. , and set foot on a pair of calfskin riding boots.

Yesterday, after the convoy was attacked by the corpse wave, Xia Houyan had been wearing a simple silk shirt and a light leather jacket. , I feel that the whole person is a lot more spiritual.

However, that pale, thin face remained unchanged.

Xia Houyan patted his waist, feeling a bit empty—the dagger that Elliot Igor had been wearing before, was also classified as a "military weapon" by the imperial officials supervising the migration, and the guards All the equipment was left in Eagle's End Fortress...

He recalled the plan he came up with in a dream, and couldn't help smacking his lips:

Still have to find a good weapon...

In theory, a magician's standard equipment is a magic wand with a magic power boosting effect, but it is even more tantamount to handing over an expensive staff with hundreds of gold coins on the market to him, a graduate from the mage academy. Burning pianos, cooking cranes, ruining things - even Chief Mage Victor Lowry doesn't have his own staff yet!
It would be great if I could bring that Walter PPK when I traveled... Lord Lord began to miss his own guns on Earth in his previous life.

After everything was tidy up, Xia Houyan walked out of the tent with the lantern in hand.

The eastern horizon has turned a little whitish, but since it's almost winter, it's clearly still a long way from full daylight.

However, this temporary camp of the Igor Migration Team has begun to become lively.

Xia Houyan saw that many of the team members had woken up: two strong men carrying empty buckets passed by in front of the lord and headed westward. They were probably going to the creek over there to extract water for daily use and come back. ; Five or six peasant women in dirty sarongs were busy building picnic stoves and were already preparing breakfast at the camp.

These territorial people under the Igor family will respectfully nod their heads when they see the lord, but Xiahou Yan observed uncomfortably that most of the team members trapped in the infected area had slack eyes and indifferent expressions. A faint despair filled everyone's brows.

But soon, Xia Houyan discovered a rare species that was still enjoying himself in difficult situations——

The guard named Tom Lawrence, who was just resurrected by Lord Lord last night, was standing happily by the stove, letting curious bystanders touch his forehead and feel his body temperature—there is no doubt that the guards died. The news of the resurrection has spread like wildfire in the camp, and these living dead guards who have returned from hell have become popular "exhibits"...

Xiahou Yan pondered for a while and walked towards the bodyguard Lawrence.Seeing the Lord approaching, the idle onlookers scattered around, leaving only Lawrence to stay in place, smilingly bowing to the Lord.

Interestingly, this unshaven middle-aged bodyguard in his 30s did not simply salute with a boxing chest like ordinary bodyguards, but crossed his legs, put his left hand behind his back, and wrapped his right hand gorgeously from top to bottom. Draw an arc, and finally completed a full version of the aristocratic ceremony that can be called exaggerated even in the imperial court with heavy red tape.

"Where did you learn this salute?" Xia Houyan looked at Tom Lawrence curiously.

According to the common sense of etiquette in this world, the etiquette practiced by Lawrence may have been popular for a while eight or ninety years ago, but it has been replaced by a more concise and elegant new etiquette in recent years, which makes people have to feel the rapid change of fashion trends .

"Return to Lord Lord." Lawrence grinned, "My ancestors were once nobles of the empire, and my mother taught me this set of 'Emperor Michael's ceremony'—she said that when meeting a noble aristocrat, you can do this ceremony, To show respect."

Xia Houyan felt a little puzzled: "I remember seeing you a few times before, why haven't I seen this set of great emperor rituals?"

Lawrence said solemnly: "I didn't know before, that you are a lord willing to accompany the people to die--my mother said that the 'Emperor Michael' is specially dedicated to the 'noble' nobles!"

Xia Houyan laughed dumbly: I didn't expect this cynical-looking middle-aged guard to be so flattering when he talks...

have a future!The lord made a comment to the other party.

"Lord Lord, do you have something to do with you getting up so early?" Lawrence asked with a smile, "I was so excited to see your heroic appearance early in the morning that my heart stopped beating!"

Xia Houyan rolled his eyes: You are a resurrected living dead, and now you have a fart heartbeat...

"I suddenly remembered something in a dream, and now I need to do... a simple little experiment." Lord Lord looked up and down Lawrence, trying to judge whether the other party was reliable, "I was going to ask Captain Alice for help, But since you're..."

"Captain Comstock should still be sleeping. Don't bother her if you have something to do. If you need help, Lord, I am Tom Lawrence!" Lawrence was eager to try.

Xia Houyan really doubted whether his resurrection technique still had the effect of a stimulant.

"Okay, so can you." Xia Houyan thought for a while, and felt that since Alice didn't get up, she wouldn't bother her, and Lawrence was almost the same, "Go and lead me two horses, one for you, and one for me. One horse—by the way, help me find another weapon that I can use.”

Lawrence hesitated: "It's easy to say, but Lord, there are no more swords in the convoy..."

"It doesn't have to be a sword, any weapon will do." Xia Houyan shook his hand, "Go and return quickly."

Lawrence led the way, while Xia Houyan hummed a Peking Opera tune and stayed where he was waiting patiently.

After a while, the middle-aged guards brought back two horses: a tall plain horse with dirty fur, which should be Lawrence's own mount; and a slightly short, elegant white horse, which looks like a horse. Tailor-made for the flimsy lord.

"She's called 'Meteor', and she's the best horse in the camp!" Lawrence handed the reins of the little white horse to Xia Houyan, winking his eyes as if taking credit.

"Did you find me a weapon?" Xia Houyan held the reins and patted "Meteor" on the horse's belly, not forgetting another key issue.

Lawrence's expression suddenly stiffened:

"That... I really can't find anything else, just make do with this one..."

Under the suspicious gaze of the Lord, the guard took out a metal stick from behind and handed it over with a smirk.

Xia Houyan took the metal stick and held it up to his eyes for a closer look.

How did he think about it, the shape of this metal rod, which was flat at both ends and curved at one end, made of cast iron, seemed familiar...

"Sun!" The lord suddenly realized what it was!

It's a fucking crowbar!
The Sword of Physics by Dr. Gordon Freeman!
"This is the only weapon left in the camp..." Lawrence shrank his neck, "There's really nothing else..."

Xia Houyan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, stepped on the stirrup with his right foot, and one jumped onto the horse's back, which immediately caused unanimous cheers from the passers-by: Everyone felt that at this time, the lord was wearing gorgeous clothes all over his body, plus his body. The horse that came down all showed an unrestrained and unrestrained handsomeness!

- Of course, except for the crowbar stuck in the lord's belt.

The high official Xiahou swore on horseback that if this experiment was fortunate enough to succeed and give the team a chance to survive, then he would definitely use this unfortunate crowbar to beat Lawrence all over the place!

(End of this chapter)