I have a Mount and Blade panel and I kill people in the Game of Thrones

Lyon's office was not located in the garrison captain's tower in Eastwatch, nor in the territory of the free people.

Instead, they set up a few tables at the door of the storage room.

Without exception, all the literate nobles among the Night Watch were pulled by Lyon to sit quietly at the table and work as clerks.

Although Lyon's management level is only at the cognitive level of an ordinary high school student.

But as a modern man, Leon lives in a well-ordered society, and is naturally influenced by what he sees and hears, and has a vision that transcends this era.

Besides, Lyon usually watches a lot of short videos and learns a lot of knowledge. Although it is not comprehensive, it is enough to deal with the current situation.

"Commander-in-Chief, I don't understand the account book you made."

Sam pointed at the grid-like table that Leon had hand-drawn, and was confused for a moment.

But Leon was too busy drawing lines to answer him, so Sam tactfully stood behind Leon and watched.

But then, after Leon filled in the name of the items, quantity, input and output items, summary, and other units into the form, Sam suddenly felt as if a light had been turned on.

Even the illiterate Ser Davos felt that the columns of data in the account book in front of him were well organized, which was simpler than the original account book that only used paragraphs of text to record the income and expenditure, and had to go through the whole book from the beginning every time he looked through it.

After Lyon roughly filled in a few items, he handed the rest of the work to Sam, who was eager to try.

Sam immediately took out a form and filled in the data in the original account book one by one. The originally boring calculation work suddenly became much simpler. Even the literate nobles who had never been exposed to these gold and silver calculations could easily get started.

"My Lord Commander, I have finished the statistics."

As they were talking, Jon came over with a list that recorded the daily supplies needed by ten free families.

Lyon frowned, and the number of supplies in the storage room was just counted at this time.

Lyon made a rough comparison between the median daily needs of ten freedmen's households and the total number of supplies.

At the same time, after doing some mental calculations, he said:

"At present, these supplies can only last Donghai for two months before widespread famine occurs."

After hearing Lyon say that the stored grain would be available in two months, many of the busy and overwhelmed Night's Watch nobles breathed a sigh of relief.

"But the prerequisite is that every ration must be distributed according to this minimum standard."

Leon pointed to a number on the list showing the amount of food needed per person.

Each adult was given a piece of black bread, a small piece of fish and butter every day, while women and children had half that.

"Just give them this little to eat? If they don't have enough to eat, won't these free people rebel?"

A noble of the Night's Watch was immediately terrified when he saw the numbers.

Leon said ruthlessly:

"Rebellion? They don't dare. If any of them feel hungry, they can go out and find a way out themselves."

Lyon's words were very cold. After giving reasonable management measures in a quick and decisive manner, Stannis also sensed in Lyon the demeanor that a superior should have.

This forces Stannis to ignore Lyon's age and treat him as an equal.

In fact, Lyon has another way, which is to recruit all these 100,000 savages as his subordinates.

In this way, Lyon's new panel skill management theory will automatically come into play, and the system will supply their daily needs.

But there is a limit to the number of troops that Lyon can command.

Currently, he can only lead a maximum of 1,000 soldiers. It is obvious that the system is unwilling to let Lyon take advantage of this loophole.

"It seems that my appearance is very timely and can relieve your logistical pressure."

Stannis folded his arms and walked up to the somewhat anxious Lyon, with a slight smile on his lips.

"I will recruit enough strong wildlings to go south. If they stay in Eastwatch, they will eventually turn into rioting hungry people. It is better for me to take them all away and let them be consumed in the war. After all, they are not the people of the Seven Kingdoms."

When Stannis said this, there was no free folk around, but all the Night's Watch who heard this cast complicated glances at him.

Jon looked at Stannis in disbelief, and then asked in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, you won't use these free people as cannon fodder, will you?"

"Why not? Commander Lyon, give me enough food and fodder to support these people to reach the Dreadfort, and I will solve these problems for you during the siege."

Stannis speaks as if he is using the free folk he recruits like the wights driven by the White Walkers.

These words resonated with some of the Night's Watch nobles who were originally dissatisfied with the free people. They could not stand the fact that these free people came to their land so openly and took root there.

However, there are also some sympathetic night watchmen who believe that the long night has arrived and that every bit of strength of the living should not be wasted easily.

After all, the free people came here to seek refuge with the consent of Commander-in-Chief Lyon. Even if they did not agree with this decision in their hearts, it was not the turn of the king of Dragonstone to decide the life and death of these free people.

What's more, the Night's Watch has already provided food and salt to the free people.

This action is undoubtedly a violation of the guests' rights set by the sacred gods.

Davos noticed that the Night's Watchmen around him were looking at his lord with strange eyes, so he quickly stood up and stood in front of Stannis.

"You may have misunderstood your Majesty's words. We will undoubtedly make good use of these strong freemen in the coming war."

"Your Majesty, I must warn you that you cannot take the throne if you lead a group of foreigners."

An elderly Night's Watch nobleman stood up, said this to Stannis, snorted coldly, and left.

However, Stannis did not mind this man's disrespect. He then walked to Lyon's desk, placed his hands on the desk, and said to Lyon in a coercive manner:

"I wonder how many wildling warriors you are willing to support me, Lord Commander-in-Chief, or King-Beyond-the-Wall?"

Lyon stood behind the table, facing the aggressive Stannis, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:

"Although I don't mind my freemen joining the war as mercenaries, the number of them depends on what price Your Majesty is willing to pay."

Stannis understood the hidden meaning of Lyon's words very well, and he immediately pointed to Jon Snow.

"How about him as the guardian of the North?"

When Jon heard Stannis's promise, he was stunned at first, without any joy on his face. Then he sighed and said:

"Your Majesty, I am a night watchman, and I am only a bastard..."

"You have the blood of the Stark family flowing in your body. Besides, I am a king. Your illegitimate status will naturally be made official after I conquer the North."

"As for the Night's Watch oath... I don't think it's necessary for Lord Commander Lyon to embarrass a future Guardian of the North, right?"