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

That night, Lyon's camp was silent except for the occasional whistling sound of the wind, which seemed to be singing the danger of the day's battle, or like the unwilling wandering of dead souls.

In the early morning, Leon, who had slept in, woke up at noon. Seeing Hood standing guard with a bitter face, he couldn't help but feel curious, "Hood, what happened? Why is it so quiet?"

"Sir, please go out and check. Your newly appointed scout officer is about to kill all the bandits."

Hood's words were obviously exaggerated. When Lyon followed Hood to a newly built execution ground at the back of the camp, there were about seven or eight bandits with their hands tied behind their backs again, kneeling on the ground and waiting for their execution.

The rest of the bandits stood aside and watched with timid looks on their faces. When they saw Leon coming, many of them showed expressions of relief on their faces.

But Dickens' mood must not be so good. The situation is very complicated now.

"What happened here?" Leon rubbed his face to sober himself up, then looked at Spacium, who was obviously the person in charge here.

"Sir, please spare our lives. They will never dare to escape again." Before Spiethius could say anything, Dickens begged for mercy first, but Leon pushed him away, wanting to hear what Spiethius had to say first.

"Master Coach, these bandits had planned to escape collectively during the Owl..."

"That's all?" Seeing that Spacium only said one sentence, Leon couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Yes." Spacium was just stating the facts, with no intention of taking credit for himself.

"Dickens." Lyon nodded and called Dickens to his side. The latter had a helpless look on his face. These bandits had consulted Dickens before escaping, but Dickens let them decide for themselves and he would not interfere. Who would have thought that in less than half an hour, they would be caught one by one by Spacium on horseback.

"My Lord, I really don't know what to say. They have failed your kindness, but I beg you to spare them. I believe they will be useful on the Wall." Dickens was still trying to excuse the escaped bandits in this situation. It was the first time that Lyon had seen such a loyal and righteous Westeros man, and he couldn't help but look up to Dickens.

"But rules are rules. They swore an oath to join the Night's Watch yesterday. I don't need to tell you the consequences of being a deserter of the Night's Watch, right?"

There was no disguising the coldness in Leon's words, and several fleeing bandits were immediately knocked to the ground by the Night Watch soldiers standing behind them.

Seeing that things had come to this, Dickens stopped talking and just clenched his fists secretly.

But before the Night's Watchmen drew their swords, Leon raised his hand to stop them, and the Night's Watchmen collectively took a step back.

Leon came to the first bandit in charge and asked in a cold voice, "In the name of Leon Victor, the noble of the Seven Kingdoms and the head coach of the Night's Watch, I sentence you to death. Do you have any last words?"

The bandits had been frozen all night and were shivering like sieves, so they could not speak. Therefore, the first bandit was executed silently by Leon.

The second, the third...

The Black and White Kiss in Leon's hand was extremely sharp, and his beheading technique was clean and neat. Every head was chopped off easily, without causing the bandits to suffer any unnecessary pain.

Until they came to the last bandit.

"I have a last word, Dickens, my boss. I want to say that it's worth following you in this life. Please take care of my kid after I die. Tell him not to avenge me. Let him join the Night's Watch gloriously when he grows up, instead of following his father's example and becoming a shameful deserter."

After saying this, the bandit rested his face heavily on the wooden stake in front of him, looking quite heroic.

Dickens' originally numb mood suddenly filled with tears after hearing these words, so he nodded heavily to show his agreement.

"Finally I heard a decent last word. You are a real man. Don't go astray in your next life." After saying that, Lyon swung his sword.

After the trial ended in the early morning, the depressing atmosphere over the camp was immediately swept away.

The team that Hod led to escort the wounded back to Black Iron Castle had already left. Lyon's direct troops were suddenly greatly reduced, but fortunately, those who remained were all elite. It was a bit difficult to fight these bandits one against ten, but one against three was more than enough.

However, Leon didn't say these words, so Sam certainly didn't know. At this moment, looking at the unfamiliar faces around him, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

These people were fighting with the Night Watchmen yesterday. Can they listen to Leon today?

Leon seemed to see Sam's worry, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, the remaining people are absolutely loyal."

"Why? Lord Leon, is it because you promised them a weekly salary of 10 bronze stars each?"

"Oh, I can understand it that way."

After dealing with the escaped bandits, the remaining bandits were all recruited by Lyon into the Night's Watch's new recruits.

Under the leadership of Dickens, these bandits have good qualifications. Many of them can become Night's Watch rangers after only a period of training after becoming Night's Watch recruits.

Currently, Lyon's team consists of one Tier 4 Night's Watch Oathsworn (Speisium), twelve Tier 3 Night's Watch Elite Rangers, and 38 Night's Watch recruits (all converted bandits).

Once these bandits are listed on the Mount and Blade panel in Lyon, it doesn't mean that they can't escape, but at least they can't stab Lyon while he's sleeping.