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

"Sir, I won't say anything nonsense about my own difficulties. The winners are kings and the losers are bandits. The day I became a bandit, I was ready to tie my head to my belt." Dickens broke free from Lyon's hand, took two steps back, and knelt on the ground.

"I just hope that after you chop off my head, you will spare my subordinates and villagers. They followed me out to become robbers out of trust. I hope that my head can be used to exchange for their chance to atone for their sins."

Seeing that the other party was ready to be killed, Leon couldn't help but admire his courage. However, if he didn't have this kind of responsibility and courage, he probably wouldn't be able to get so many people to join him in being bandits.

"Why, is it so difficult for you to be a night watchman? Why don't we, the night watchmen, feel so?" Leon asked jokingly.

"My lord, you don't know that many of the bandits here are the pillars of their families in Grey Crow Village. So many of them have died, and the survivors have all been taken away by the Night's Watch to guard the Great Wall. Then our Grey Crow Village will be completely ruined. I just hope that after you kill me, you can let them go back."

After saying this, Dickens' face turned pale, as if he had come to the point and didn't want to say anything more. He just silently exposed his neck.

"Lord Leon, you can choose to sentence the man in front of you guilty and sentence him to death yourself. After his death, it is entirely up to you whether to release the remaining people." Seeing that Leon was in a dilemma, Sam came up cautiously and made a suggestion.

Hearing Fat Sam's words, Dickens raised his head somewhat unwillingly, and stared at Sam who was giving Leon advice with his bloodshot eyes.

Killing people and destroying their hearts, killing people and destroying their hearts! His words are worthy of death!

"Damned nobles, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Sam's words were exactly what a master who had received a genuine aristocratic education would say. This group of nobles treated everyone except their own kind as human beings, and all others as cattle and horses.

Seeing that his suggestion actually brought about such a terrible curse, Sam was so scared that he immediately took two steps back and hid behind Leon. He didn't understand why the bandit leader reacted so strongly when he was just repeating his father's approach.

"My lord, I demand a duel with this noble. If I lose, we will punish you!" Dickens knelt on the ground and crawled forward a few steps, saying this in a vicious tone, as if he was suddenly filled with strength because of Sam's words.

He wanted to fight for a way out for himself and all the bandits.

"I refuse, I refuse to duel with a bandit without any honor!" Seeing that Leon was somewhat tempted, Sam shouted in protest.

"Enough, Dickens, let's end this farce. I'll give you a new suggestion. You take away those of your subordinates who don't want to be night watchmen, and the rest will be mine. How about it?" Leon kicked Dickens, who was squirming in front of him, and made a suggestion in a cold tone.

To be honest, Lyon is still too kind-hearted. He has not made up his mind to kill. He is also influenced by his eagerness to recruit people, and naturally made a decision that seems a bit stupid.

At the moment, at least 20 of the captured bandits said they wanted to leave with Dickens, and 40 were willing to stay and join the Night's Watch. In fact, the reason why so many stayed was because they were worried that Leon would go back on his words. These bandits had no sense of honor at all, so they thought everyone was the same as them.

"Untie them and set them free."

At Leon's command, the night watchmen collected more than twenty handcuffs. Dickens, who regained his freedom, couldn't believe that Leon, the devil who killed people without blinking an eye, could be so easy to talk to, and quickly told his men to leave first.

The bandit who announced that he would join the Night's Watch was untied and stood aside obediently, looking reluctant. It seemed that he would definitely find a chance to escape in the future.

"Stop." Just as Dickens turned around and was about to leave, Leon behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Damn it, I knew it wouldn't be that simple." Dickens turned around angrily, awaiting his punishment.

"Our destination happens to be Gray Crow Village. You will follow us for the time being and lead the way."

Hearing this, Dickens wanted to refuse immediately, but thinking that Lyon had evidence of his being a bandit, Dickens had to do as he was told in order to avoid greater disaster.

At night, in the camp, Leon summoned the Mount and Blade panel when no one was around.

I killed nearly thirty people personally during the day, and received the same number of gold dragons. My financial situation will not be a problem in the short term.

Among the troops, there are only thirteen people left out of the original fifty-man direct force, but they are all Night's Watch rangers. After this battle, they have all been promoted to Night's Watch elite rangers. There is even a ranger with the most kills who was directly promoted to Night's Watch Oathsworn. In addition to being more proficient in archery skills, he has also unlocked the proficiency of the two-handed greatsword.

Thinking of this, Leon ordered someone to call the oath-taker to see what the difference would be after the advancement.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Not long after, a tall figure walked into Lyon's tent. The man had a serious and resolute face, and behind the Night Watch cloak on his back hung a terrifyingly large two-handed sword. People couldn't help but worry whether he could swing it, but looking at his size, it should not be difficult for him to swing it.

"What's your name?"

"Spizium, sir." Spizium spoke briefly and to the point, and it was obvious that he was a ruthless man.

Leon then remembered that this guy was one of the few recruits who was a former murderer and was willing to attend the training on the first day.

No wonder he was promoted so quickly.

Leon nodded, "I have a new position for you."

"what?"

"As a scout in our team, we are responsible for serving tea during the day and guarding the camp at night. This job was previously done by Hodder, but he didn't do it very well."

"Understood." Spesium, a ruthless man of few words, immediately took the order and left.

Looking at the figure of Spacium standing in front of the camp with a two-handed sword on his back, Leon felt an indescribable sense of security in his heart and slept well that night.