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

"surrender?"

This word is definitely a strong insult to the brave and warlike people of the Summer Islanders.

Then a black man who looked like a commander stood up, threw his longbow hard in front of Sam, and then stood aside arrogantly without saying a word.

For the Summer Islanders, what they are better at is not fighting, but trade and sex.

So, after someone took the lead, the rest of the longbowmen followed suit and threw a piece of golden heartwood longbow on the spot.

Sam also picked up a golden heart wood longbow from the ground, tried the feel of it, and test fired a shot. Seeing that the power and range were more than twice as strong as the standard bows and arrows of the Night's Watch, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing how powerful this bow was, many Night's Watch defenders picked one up and happily replaced their own bows.

However, the value of the golden heart wood longbows in this area is enough to drive any lord in Westeros crazy. Only the indigenous army of the place of origin does not take this weapon seriously.

"You! You guys!"

Although Quesanti was well aware of the moral character of his compatriots, he could only fight when the wind was favorable.

But now he is surrounded on all sides and ambushed on all sides. The emperor is ready to fight to the death, so why should his subjects surrender?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I thought there was going to be a fierce battle, that's it?"

"Damn it, I haven't even warmed up yet and it's over."

Many of the Night's Watchmen and free folk laughed out loud when they saw that these devils, who looked so domineering and had skin as dark as if they had been burned by hellfire, were actually behaving like this.

The black commander turned a deaf ear to these mocking remarks and even looked at Quesanti with a hint of reproach.

If he had not insisted on leading such a small number of troops and rashly setting foot on other people's land, why would he need to surrender?

"Okay, Sam, please take Lord Quesanti to the execution platform. I will be there later."

Lyon raised his hand to stop the laughter of the Night's Watch and the free folk.

With the addition of dozens of prisoners from the Summer Islands, plus the previously captured Ironmen from the Iron Islands, the dungeon space in Eastwatch-by-the-Sea is already stretched to the limit and obviously cannot meet the current demand. Therefore, Lyon feels that he must hurry up and expand the dungeon.

After careful consideration, Lyon thought that it might be a good idea to let the prisoners themselves participate in building the prison that would trap them.

This can not only solve the problem of insufficient manpower, but also have a certain disciplinary effect on the prisoners.

"Commander-in-Chief Leon! This is all a misunderstanding! We can sit down and talk it out."

Quesanti awkwardly kept holding Liu Xing, but now he had to put it down.

Leon walked slowly to Quesanti, with a sneer on his face:

"It's really weird, why does everyone think they can negotiate with me?"

"I am a noble! So are you! Nobles don't kill nobles. Isn't it normal to discuss the conditions for my release?"

"That's right... Then tell me, what can you give in exchange for your life?"

"Dog's life? No, no, no, Commander-in-Chief Lyon, we are not discussing my dog, but my own life."

Quesanti caught a flaw in Lyon's words with his sharp eyes, and couldn't help but laugh. He secretly praised himself for being smart and cursed Lyon for being a little fox.

Hearing this, Leon frowned and shouted sternly:

"Quisanti, do you think you are humorous?"

"Ahem, I think starting our negotiations in a relaxed atmosphere will lead to a good outcome."

Quesanti waved his hand quickly, and then he returned the Liuxing in his hand to Leon without hesitation.

After all, in his opinion, Liuxing seemed to have lost its legendary magical powers. After losing its multiple arrow function, it was just a good bow in his hands.

So he took the initiative to return the Liuxing Bow as a stepping stone, and Quesanti felt that his chances of survival had increased a bit.

"As for the conditions I can offer, in addition to this precious Liuxing bow, I am willing to dedicate all the treasures I have to you. At the same time, I noticed that Commander-in-Chief Lyon is in urgent need of manpower, so I am willing to go to the Summer Islands in person to recruit a strong Night's Watch force for you. What do you think?"

"Not a very good offer. After all, your wealth was traded to me in the first place, and the Liuxing is just being returned to its original owner."

"As for what you said about recruiting Night's Watchmen from the Summer Isles?"

Lyon looked at the black uncles who took off their armor and surrendered and shook his head. It was obvious that he had a deep prejudice against this army.

This prejudice had nothing to do with combat power and was completely unreliable. The mere fact that they surrendered before fighting made Lyon completely disregard the idea of ​​these black uncles being night watchmen.

People like this who hinder the team in a war are just a mob no matter how many of them there are.

As soon as Leon finished his words of complete denial, Quesanti's face turned visibly purple and he stood there in a daze.

In the crowd, Urs took this opportunity to escape, but was blocked by a ferocious night watchman.

After noticing this, Leon hooked his finger at Urs, who then walked over with a helpless look on his face.

"Urs, I remember that our cooperation was always pleasant, right?"

Hearing Lyon's question, Urs couldn't help but recall the business of helping Lyon mine and transport dragon crystal from Dragonstone some time ago.

Lyon paid the money very readily. It was actually a good deal. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nodded.

"The only thing I care about is the Golden Heartwood bow from the Summer Islands. How about this? I'll give you a chance to live."

"Commander-in-Chief Lyon, please go ahead."

"Golden Heartwood Longbow. How many I need depends on how many you can get. You know, I have no shortage of gold dragons."

"As you wish, Commander-in-Chief Lyon."

Urs let out a long sigh, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Thinking back to the last time he came to Eastwatch by the Sea, he still had some of the arrogance of a Braavos merchant in his heart.

However, when he returned to Donghaiwang this time, he wanted to sincerely thank Lyon for not killing him. Even the trade tycoon who gave him confidence became Lyon's prisoner.

Thinking of this, Urs couldn't help but look at the desperate Quesanti with sympathy, and then stood among the group of night watchmen with a little pride.

When Quesanti saw that Leon had let Urs go but had not mentioned whether he would agree to his conditions, he immediately understood his fate.

Quesanti, when you escaped from my hands, did you ever think that one day you would fall into my hands again? Now, it's time to say your last words.

Seeing that the execution platform was ready, Lyon immediately ordered Quesan to be taken to the execution platform.

"I..." Quesanti began, his voice trembling and helpless.

When Quesanti knelt in front of Leon, Leon stood beside him holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji. As for the time to say his last words, Leon was willing to give it.

"I died of my greed and my underestimation of the enemy. I shouldn't have placed my bet on that loser Euron, and I shouldn't have come here before the outcome was decided."

When Kuisang submitted his last words, the Fang Tian Hua Ji fell instantly.