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

Chapter 210: Repel the Disabled

When the figure of the first disabled man and his slightly numb face came into Lyon's sight, something unexpected happened - the leader of the disabled people did not launch an attack immediately, but instead surrounded the entire caravan tightly, as if he was going to negotiate.

As more and more astonishingly large numbers of remnants surrounded the Mormont family's caravan, which consisted of only dozens of guards and a handful of servants, a remnant leader equipped with White Harbor cavalry armor stood out from the crowd.

His face was full of vicissitudes and hardships. He calmly stated his conditions in a very calm tone:

"For the sake of our common northern people, people of the Mormont family, as long as you stop resisting and hand over the goods on the carriages and the weapons of the caravan guards, I can allow you to leave in peace!"

However, faced with the surrender conditions proposed by the cruel leader, Lyanna's reaction remained the same as usual, perfectly matching the tenacious spirit of the people of Bear Island.

She responded without hesitation:

"What wishful thinking! The only way for the people of the Mormont family is to die on the battlefield. We will never surrender to you cowards who flee the battlefield and only dare to show off our power to innocent people, let alone kneel down!"

In response to Lyanna's refusal to cooperate, the crippled leader rubbed his temple helplessly and continued:

"I recognize you, Lady Lyanna Mormont. We even fought together in the Stormlands. I know your courage, so I will not attack you directly. Instead, I will persuade you to leave here first."

"My brothers and I have been fighting for too long. As for the Night's Watch you rely on, I'm afraid they can no longer protect themselves."

The crippled leader glanced nonchalantly at the smoke trails burning around the carriage, and there was an unusual tone in his words.

And Lyon also took the opportunity to observe the invading brutal men.

At this moment, the appearance of the disabled army made the atmosphere of the entire caravan tense.

This legion was composed of deserters from the various lords. The soldiers looked haggard and exhausted, and their steps seemed heavy and slow, as if they had just experienced a long and brutal battle.

The tiredness and weakness on their faces revealed a deep despair, even this short charge had exhausted the last bit of strength in their bodies.

The crippled leader, a tall man in tattered armor, stood in front of the formation and observed the formation of the Mormont family caravan.

His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and fatigue, and he was obviously aware of the disadvantages of his troops. He was unwilling to risk a fierce battle with the Mormont family caravan guards who still had some strength to fight, so after trying to persuade them, he hoped to solve the problem in a peaceful way.

However, Lyanna's stance was remarkably firm.

She stood on the carriage, her posture upright, her eyes determined, and rejected the other party's proposal without hesitation.

This firm attitude was completely consistent with what Lyon had always known about her. Lyanna's voice echoed through the caravan, clear and powerful, and her every command was promptly executed.

What made Lyon a little disappointed was that the now adult Lyanna seemed to have lost the courage and bloodiness she had in her childhood.

He had originally expected Lyanna to be a female warrior who would carry an axe and lead the charge.

However, in reality, she calmly issued orders and asked her subordinates to strengthen fortifications, showing the calmness and wisdom of a leader.

Seeing that persuasion had no effect, the leader of the remnants had no choice but to return to his camp.

A determined look appeared on his face, knowing that the hope for peace was gone and the only thing left was war.

He quickly issued an attack order, driving his men to launch a fierce offensive against the caravan guards, hoping to overwhelm the enemy with numerical advantage.

Following the order of the crippled leader, the deserters let out hoarse shouts. Although their hearts were filled with uncertainty and fear, they still charged towards the Mormont family's caravan under the command of their leader.

There was a beast-like light flashing in their eyes, driven by the instinct for survival and the desire for victory.

Under Lyanna's command, the caravan guards quickly prepared for battle.

Although their eyes were a little confused, they always held their weapons tightly, ready for the upcoming battle.

Lyon also stood among them. Although he only had a small knife in his hand, he looked calm and unhurried, which was completely different from the expressions on the faces of the people around him. This also made Lyanna notice Lyon's abnormality.

But once the battle began, Lyanna no longer cared about these things.

Lyon looked at the crippled man rushing over calmly, with no ripples in his heart.

He waved the knife gently, as if dancing, and easily dodged the enemy's attacks.

What surprised Lyon was that although the morale of the invading Remnant Legion was low, they were all quite experienced in combat, and even stronger than the Northern soldiers that Lyon knew. The combat skills of every Remnant soldier in front of him were no less than those of the Night's Watch and the Defenders of the Realm under his command, and it took Lyon a lot of effort to deal with them.

But this was also the result of Lyon not using his full strength and only relying on fighting skills to deal with the enemy.

After all, no matter how rich the disabled people's fighting skills are, their physical strength can only support them to fight with Leon for three or two rounds.

The disabled people also looked at Leon in surprise. They didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary young man could be so powerful.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lyanna's eyes, and she shouted loudly: "Everyone follow Leon closely and protect the goods!"

The caravan guards, who were originally surrounded and full of despair, responded one after another. They surrounded Lyon and formed a solid line of defense.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the remnants knew that it would be difficult to please them today, so he ordered a retreat.

After the battle, Lyanna walked up to Lyon and said with a smile: "Thank you. Your skills are amazing."

Leon smiled slightly, "You're welcome, this is what I should do. However, you still have to be careful, these cripples may come again."

Lyanna nodded. "I will strengthen my defenses. By the way, how come you are so powerful? With such skills, you must have participated in the conscription of some lord before?"

Hearing Lyanna's question, Leon smiled mysteriously and said, "I just learned some self-protection skills from a mysterious master. However, if you want to learn, I can also teach you."

Lyanna's eyes lit up, "Really? That's great! You can teach me when you have time in the future."

Leon readily agreed, “No problem.”