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

After the recruiting team climbed over a mountain, a fairly large town appeared at the foot of the mountain. "Sir," Dickens approached Lyon, "Grey Crow Village is ahead."

"Yeah." Leon, who was dozing off in the carriage, responded without even raising his eyelids.

Seeing Lyon's reaction, Dickens didn't say anything more, because his current identity was very embarrassing. He was a prisoner, but he was not tortured. He was a free man, but he was indeed defeated. What's more, he and Lyon had already formed a feud of killing each other's brothers. It was even more impossible for Dickens to swear allegiance to Lyon or join the Night's Watch.

But when he thought about returning to his own territory, with only a dozen people around him, Lyon might not be able to cause any trouble.

However, if Lyon is forced to stay, it will be difficult for these Night's Watchmen, each riding two horses, to avoid leaking the news. Not only will they have to be careful about retaliation from the Night's Watch, but the major lords in the North will not turn a blind eye to attacks on the Night's Watch.

"Hmph." Suddenly, Dickens felt a loud snort in his ear, which startled him and made him jump up. He turned around quickly and found that the night watchman with a two-handed sword on his back was sitting on his horse, looking down at him with the eyes of an ant.

It seemed that if Fordkens had just a hint of evil thought in the next moment, the blade of the huge two-handed sword would instantly sweep across his neck.

Dickens couldn't help but shrink his neck subconsciously.

He just couldn't understand why a powerful Night's Watch veteran like him would be willing to work under a noble young master? Of course... that noble young master was not a playboy, and he was even more brutal when it came to killing people.

"Isn't it said that the Night's Watch is in decline? How could such a person appear here and let me run into him?" Thinking that he was unlucky, Dickens had to force himself to stop thinking about revenge and just lead the way obediently.

After entering the village, Lyon's team walked on a main road. The houses along the road cast hostile or confused eyes at the strange team in front of them. Many people also saw their relatives wearing the black clothes of the night watchmen, guarding a noble young master.

When he reached the center of the village, an elderly but prestigious man stopped Leon.

"Sir Night's Watch, what brings you here?"

"Recruit men for my army, purchase necessary supplies, and trade..."

The old man shook his head first and said, "I'm sorry, sir, there are no young people in our village who are eager to join the war, let alone the Night's Watch." Obviously, the old chief was not interested in what Lyon said.

"What's wrong with the Night's Watch? Aren't we fighting the wildlings just to protect you?" Lyon was a little surprised by the old man's attitude.

“Having said that, Gray Crow Village is too far away from the front line, and the people here have been at peace for too long. I’m afraid they are unable to serve you, my Lord.” The old man shook his head again.

"There has been peace for a long time? Ha, what a ridiculous statement. I believe you have recognized the faces of some new recruits in my team. I think you know very well what they did before and why they chose to join the Night's Watch." A trace of sarcasm appeared on Lyon's face, and with a wave of his hand, Spacium immediately pushed out Dickens who was hiding in the crowd.

"This... Sir, you don't know that the current harvest is getting worse year by year, and the landless young people in the village have to go out to make a living."

What Leon didn't expect was that the old man who pushed Dickens out actually had something to say, and what he said... made some sense.

"What a nonsense! When the people in your village can't survive, they go out and rob others?" Upon hearing this, Leon became angry instantly, jumped off the carriage and walked straight to the old man.

Several strong and young men in the village immediately held up their pitchforks and tried to block the old man, while the elite night watchmen under Lyon were not to be outdone, and they drew their bows and arrows and aimed at anyone who moved unusually.

Even the new recruits of the Night's Watch reluctantly drew the swords at their waists and pointed them at the villagers with whom they had lived day and night.

Seeing the new recruits' actions, not only the old man widened his eyes, but even Dickens was puzzled. When had these bandits been drugged by Leon? How come he didn't notice it at all?

"Now, can we discuss the terms?"

At this moment, Leon, with a faint smile on his face, looked no different from a devil who was good at bewitching people in the eyes of the old man.

"Uncle, please step back. I am the chief of Grey Crow Village. I am here to talk to the Lord of the Night's Watch."

"Very good." Lyon turned his head and faced Dickens, waiting for him to state a condition.

"My village can produce one hundred and twenty-six young people who yearn for war, but you have to promise me to treat each of their lives properly. I don't want Grey Crow Village to be forced to change its name to Widow Village in the future." Dickens seemed to have made up his mind, so the conditions he offered were extremely generous. His uncle wanted to object when he heard it, but when he saw Dickens's restraining look, he froze in place and said nothing in the end.

"I can guarantee this. I won't let them die in vain. But winter is coming. War and death are inevitable."

"Most of them are young people with families or who are not married yet. I don't want them to wear black clothes unwillingly."

"I do not require every one of them to swear allegiance to the Night's Watch, but if anyone is willing to do so, I will not stop them."

"In that case, each person will receive 5 Bronze Stars as resettlement allowance, and they can join your team immediately."

Lyon waved his hand, and Sam took out 6 gold dragons and 3 silver deer from the funds Lyon gave him and handed them to Dickens.

"You suddenly become so happy, I want to know the reason." Although Lyon has the Mount and Blade panel to back him up and can guarantee the most basic loyalty of these recruits, things happened too smoothly, which made Lyon feel confused.

"As the village chief of Gray Crow Village, I am naturally responsible for finding a way to survive for the villagers, and you and your men..." As he spoke, Dickens looked at Speischum with a little trepidation, swallowed his saliva, and continued, "You and your men are both capable, I will not deny that. Compared to following me to rob, it is more promising to follow you."

"It is indeed a wise choice." After listening to Dickens' explanation, Lyon nodded with satisfaction.