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

Deep in the ghost forest, there is an ancient road leading directly to the free folk capital of Thern. It is said that this road dates back to the time of the ancestors and has a long history. However, even the most magnificent engineering can hardly resist the erosion of the long years.

Today, only a few of the ancient roads remain.

Leon did not activate the forced march skill, but chose a normal march.

However, after walking in the ghost forest for a whole day, they actually covered more than a hundred miles.

The hooves of the two hundred rangers followed in the footsteps left by their predecessors, and their figures gradually blended into the boundless forest and snow fields around them.

"The end of the road is not far ahead. Commander-in-Chief, which direction should we go?"

Steward Denys rode side by side with Lyon, and on his right hand was Chief Ranger Jon. When he heard this, he couldn't help but think of his uncle. It was very likely that Benjen Stark disappeared at the end of this road.

Feeling the anxiety of the warhorse under him, Jon reached out and soothed it a few times. The warhorse's spiritual perception was stronger than that of humans and it was more aware of danger, which made Jon a little alert.

“Which direction is Fort Custer?” Lyon looked around and found that at the end of the ancient avenue, a dense forest completely blocked his view, making him seem unsure of which direction to choose.

Every direction looks exactly the same.

Because the team lacked an alien that could possess birds and fly high into the sky, Leon's reconnaissance work became extremely difficult.

Therefore, Lyon deployed scouts about 500 meters away from the team to serve only as a warning.

"Here, follow the guidance of this fish beam tree and walk east for about five miles to reach Craster's Fortress. It is occupied by a group of Night's Watch rebels led by Karl. I don't know what the current situation is."

Officer Dennis was old but very experienced, and although the dense forests all looked the same, he recognized the road to Fort Custer at a glance.

"After I became the head coach, no Night's Watch rebel has been able to escape from my sight alive, let alone the Night's Watch traitor who stabbed Old Bear in the back... Let's go to Castle Castle to rest and get rid of them by the way."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief."

Two hundred rangers turned their horses around and galloped eastward.

Led by the experienced guide Officer Dennis, the rangers reached their destination five miles away in less than an hour.

However, the sight of Castle Castle in front of him made Lyon feel something was wrong.

There was only a faint wisp of smoke above Fort Custer, which was very different from the sixty or seventy Night's Watch rebels and an unknown number of Craster's Daughters that the rangers expected to see.

At Lyon's signal, a veteran Ranger who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and fought in many battles dismounted from his horse.

He gently pushed aside the black cloak on his back, drew a one-handed sword from his waist, and then cautiously moved into Castle Castle.

Although Castle Castle has a title similar to a castle in its name, it is actually just a small village with a circle of walls. It is not much better than any stable of any lord in the North.

So, soon, the Ranger veteran came out of the village after a circle.

It's just that his face was pale and there was something strange in his behavior. To be more precise, Leon saw a fear of facing the unknown in his eyes.

"what have you found?"

Officer Dennis frowned. He knew the veteran's strong and reliable character better than Lyon. He had never seen such an expression on his face during his long service.

"The people in Fort Custer!"

“They’re all dead…” The Ranger veteran responded in a low voice, as if he had just recovered from a huge shock.

"died?"

Leon felt something was wrong. He would never allow any traitors of the Night's Watch to live, but he also didn't want them to die in obscurity.

So the rangers urged their horses and walked carefully towards the village.

After entering the village, each ranger smelled a faint smell of blood.

In the icy and snowy environment, the smell of blood was frozen on the ground by the cold air, so no one noticed it when they were outside the village before.

"My Lord Commander, the Seven Gods you believe in cannot explain the situation before us."

After climbing over an obstacle, Dennis stood in front of a depression covered with ice and snow and said this to Leon beside him.

In the depression, the remains of human limbs were artificially arranged into a spiral totem, the limbs were stiff and turned blue due to the cold.

The cross-section of each severed limb was as smooth as water, as if the deceased had been precisely slaughtered while alive.

"Was it done by the savages?" Leon asked softly. Dennis shook his head. "Even the most brutal savages wouldn't do such a thing."

Then, Lyon understood.

Next to the totem, the heads of the Night's Watch rebels and Craster's daughters were piled up into mausoleums. They maintained the expressions they had in their last moment of life, with eyes revealing the fear or calmness before death, silently watching the Night's Watch present.

The Night Watch Rangers who saw this scene showed the same fear on their faces as the old soldier before.

However, among the many Night Watchmen, one person's performance was particularly eye-catching, and he was Commander-in-Chief Lyon.

Leon stepped forward and picked up a head from the Jingguan. He recognized this man. He was good at using daggers with both hands and was once one of the high-ranking members of the Night's Watch.

It was this person who instigated the rebellion, leading to the deaths of Xiong Lao and others.

However, his ending was not much better than that of Old Xiong. At least here, the night watchmen could not find the bodies of Old Xiong and others, and Carl was left with only a head and an unwilling expression on his head.

"Sir, we found one! There is still one alive!"

Just as everyone was looking at the totem in silence, a ranger came over with a traitor and threw him to the ground at Leon's feet.

"He was hiding in the cellar, surrounded by potato peels and his own filth, for who knows how long."

The ranger explained to Leon how he found the survivor.

Leon leaned over, placed Carl's head in front of the man, and asked in a kind tone:

"Do you know who killed Carl and the others?"

But the man seemed to be frightened and could not answer Leon's question. His eyes were empty, his body was shaking, and his lips were moving, mumbling something.

Leon listened carefully.

Unfortunately, the survivor had completely lost his mind and Leon couldn't understand a single syllable from his mouth.

"Perhaps Grand Maester Aemon will have a cure for him."

Officer Dennis made timely suggestions.

“No need.” Leon stood up, threw Carl’s head aside, pulled out the Black and White Kiss from his waist, and gave the survivor a refreshing relief.