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

Even Leon was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

I am not invincible, and I may die if I receive a fatal wound. At the moment, I have no chance to meet the Scarlet Witch of the Lord of Light, who can resurrect me after my heart is pierced.

At this moment, Lyon's physical changes brought about by a strength value of more than 20 points undoubtedly saved his life.

If my strength was a little weaker, if the sword in the robber's hand was a little sharper.

Perhaps Leon’s invincible journey to another world is coming to an end.

When Leon calmed down, he found that there were many corpses of bandits wearing gray linen clothes lying in front of him. Many of them were in tatters, like altars worshipped by cultists.

Not far away, a small number of robbers were fleeing, while more robbers were kneeling on the ground trembling, burying their heads deeply in their knees, not daring to look directly at Leon, looking like they were ready to be slaughtered.

It was as if the brave bandits had already died in the battle. The survivors would not even offer swords to Leon. Even if Leon ordered them to commit suicide, about half of them would choose to do so.

Lyon, who had calmed down, would not let go of those bandits who had lost their courage and fled, so he ordered the rangers to mount their horses and chase the fleeing bandits in all directions, saying, "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

When the last ray of sunset faded, the recruits finally drove away the bandits and cleaned up the battlefield.

Regardless of friend or foe, the wounded were hastily bandaged and the dead bodies were piled together and burned clean.

After all, winter is coming. Once the White Walkers break through the Great Wall and move south, these corpses will turn into nutrients for the army of the dead. Lyon will never do such a stupid thing to help the enemy.

The weapons and equipment of the bandits were counted and piled aside. Although Lyon looked down on this mountain of garbage, transporting this garbage to any castle or town with a market would bring in a considerable fortune.

The casualties of the Night Watch were also counted by Sam, which made Leon frown.

"Five Night's Watch recruits were injured and five died, mostly due to stray arrows from bandits. Five rangers were injured and two died. All the injured can recover if they receive proper treatment." After Sam finished his report, his fat face full of optimism. After all, he hadn't counted the casualties of the bandits yet.

But you don't need to count them, just look at the number of robbers with their heads down and their hands tied behind their backs to get a rough idea.

At this time, only one-third of the original number of robbers were still intact and able to move.

With a casualty ratio of more than ten times, anyone who can achieve this can be called a famous general, even if the scale of the battle is small.

"For the seven Night's Watch brothers who fell in the battle and have family members in the Black Iron Castle, the maximum pension will be paid. I'm not short of money." Lyon pondered for a moment and said to Sam, who was standing beside him with a happy face. The latter's expression instantly changed from laughing to solemn.

"Also, send another twenty brothers to escort the injured brothers back to Black Iron Keep and ask Grand Maester Aemon to treat them one by one. I will pay for the medical expenses. This must be done quickly!"

"But sir, you have so many people missing all of a sudden. Not only is it dangerous, but what are you going to do with so many prisoners?"

"What to do? It's easy to handle."

Among the pile of prisoners, Dickens, with his head down dejectedly, trying to make himself inconspicuous, had been eavesdropping on the conversation between Leon and Sam. When he heard Leon walking towards them, he subconsciously became nervous.

"What can we do with this ruthless demon? Except killing the surrendered!" Dickens could not think of any other solution.

"You are a demon who deserves to go to the seven levels of hell! We will not let you go even if we become ghosts!" Dickens suddenly stood up, but because his hands were tied behind his back, he lost his balance and almost fell. Fortunately, someone quickly helped him up.

After Leon helped the captive bandit up, he was somewhat surprised by his words, so he subconsciously asked in the most friendly tone: "The battle is over, how did you get the chance to become a ghost?"

Seeing the demon so close, Dickens couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but for the sake of his men and his villagers, Dickens mustered up his courage and glared at Leon and said, "Apart from killing us, what other way do you have to solve the problem of insufficient manpower to guard the prisoners?"

"It's simple. Join the Night's Watch! And right now I need you to join my team!"

Lyon spoke with some shamelessness. He had just finished a fight with someone and he wanted the other person to surrender. Even if his opponent was Yu Jin, he should not humiliate him like this.

"What if I choose not to?"

"Who are you? Can you make a decision for these bandits?"

"I'm their leader... and the chief of Grey Crow Village. My name is Dickens!"

Dickens gritted his teeth and thought that instead of waiting for other bandits to inform, it would be better to speak out freely and honestly, hoping that Leon would kill him and spare the lives of the others.

"The village chief of Gray Crow Village? Aren't you brave?" To be honest, Leon never expected that a village cadre would lead people to become bandits. He could not help but fully realize how chaotic the world of Donated Land was.