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

“Leon, is it really okay for us to walk into an ambush like this?”

Even when facing the White Walkers, an unknown creature full of mystery and terror, Sam still managed to muster some courage, but now he was too scared to move forward when faced with an unknown number of poorly equipped bandits.

It has to be said that the duality of human nature is fully reflected in Sam.

If Jon were here at this moment, he might have immediately raised the holy sword and rushed towards the enemy alone.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't Hood say it? These bandits only look numerous, but they can't even produce a decent shield." Lyon, who did not stand up from the carriage until they approached the woods, vividly demonstrated what it means to be bold but careful.

Of course, in the eyes of Dickens who was lying in ambush, this behavior was extremely stupid.

"Archers, move forward!" Dickens waved his hand, and dozens of archers holding simple wooden bows emerged from the woods. Although they seemed few in number, their quality was actually not high either.

However, this was all the property Dickens could offer. After all, not every lord had a standing army like the Night's Watch, which did not engage in production, and an arsenal with a full range of equipment accumulated over thousands of years.

The strategic goal of this group of bandit archers was not to seek a large number of casualties, but to rely on a dense rain of arrows to undermine the morale of the Lyon troops. The average Night's Watch recruit or veteran would at least lose their composure when faced with the sudden rain of arrows, if not turn around and run.

It’s a pity that Lyon’s men are not ordinary people.

Although every Night's Watch ranger was terrified when facing the rain of arrows, Lyon did not give the order to retreat, so they could not leave even if they wanted to. They had to line up and walk along the road into the forest.

Fortunately, the arrows shot by the bandits were not very accurate, and the Night's Watch rangers were unharmed.

"Everyone! Get in position!" On the carriage, Leon changed his previous lazy look of tired enemies and stood at the highest point of the front of the carriage. He took out a bow and arrow, aimed at a bandit leader jumping up and down in the woods, and then shot an arrow.

"call out"

At a distance of about 150 steps, Leon's arrow hit the bandit leader's chest directly, and the latter fell down.

"Everyone! Free fire!" Seeing that the distance had reached the maximum range that could guarantee lethality, Lyon issued another order.

Immediately, 19 Night's Watch rangers, including Sam, drew their bows and arrows as they walked, and shot towards the dense forest.

When Dickens saw the young nobleman in the carriage suddenly stand up and aim at his side, he subconsciously felt something was wrong and planned to remind his younger brother who was shouting and giving orders. Unexpectedly, the next moment the young nobleman's arrow pierced his younger brother's chest directly, leaving only a piece of arrow feather exposed. This injury made Dickens' eyes bloodshot.

Judging from the current medical technology, even if my brother didn’t die immediately, he wouldn’t live long.

In order not to affect the morale of the army, Dickens, with bloodshot eyes, forced himself not to look at his brother's miserable condition, and continued to command his men to shoot at the Night Watch.

After all, only by taking down this small group of Night's Watchmen in front of him can he avenge his brothers.

Unexpectedly, what happened next was just like a nightmare. Every night watchman on the opposite side almost displayed the archery skills of that noble young master.

Everyone was shooting arrows without missing a single target. The dozens of bandit archers under his command were simply not enough to cover the enemy's attacks.

It was a completely one-sided massacre, with people dying almost every second after the battle began. There was even a case where several Night's Watch rangers were aiming at the same enemy, and a bandit archer was hit by several arrows before he fell.

"How is this possible! That noble young master is so good that he has been taught by a famous teacher since he was young, but why are the archery skills of the Night's Watchmen in front of us so amazing! Could it be that this Night's Watch team is composed entirely of noble young masters? Oh my God!"

Dickens felt sad, watching his men fall down like wheat being cut, and his morale collapsed instantly. Many bandits near the edge of the woods were quietly retreating, and several bandit archers who were far away also dropped their bows and arrows and prepared to flee.

"Damn it, we can't wait any longer, charge! Total attack!" At that moment, Dickens made a decisive decision before the morale completely collapsed.

Although there were only a dozen or so Night's Watch rangers in front of him, he still created a hunting atmosphere, as if his two hundred men were unarmed lambs to be slaughtered at will.

So under Dickens' order, the two groups of trembling bandits mustered their courage and rushed forward in a swarm, howling.

This was also a helpless measure. After all, the men he led were just farmers. The gap in equipment and training between them and the Night's Watch was too great. He could only make up for it by relying on the advantage in numbers.

Sure enough, after the bandits rushed out of the dense forest like a hornet's nest, the attack of the nineteen Night's Watch rangers was no longer enough. In just a moment, the gap between the two armies was shortened to fifty steps. The bandit archers mixed in the crowd also began to show their power, and the Night's Watch rangers began to suffer casualties for the first time.

"Infantry! Forward!"

"Archers, retreat behind the infantry!"

"Infantry, raise your shields, archers, fire freely!"

In the carriage, facing the enemy's final desperate attack, Lyon calmly issued orders one by one.

Then, Lyon jumped off the carriage and did something that the hundreds of people present did not expect.