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Under the cold gaze of the Night King, the fleet on the sea began to undergo strange changes. The originally calm sea suddenly blew up with cold winds, and the crew felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, so cold that they shivered. The surface of the ship near the shore was gradually covered with a thin layer of ice, as if frozen in the long river of time. However, these crew members did not know that all this was caused by the magic of the White Walkers.

The Night King, with his blue eyes flashing with cunning light, and his expressionless face gave people the feeling of sneering. He knew clearly that it was the power of God that was quietly eroding the enemy, and those stupid humans were not aware of the approaching danger. He quietly waited for the best time, ready to give them a fatal blow.

Shrouded in thick icy fog, the White Walkers approached the coastline silently. Their figures were like ghosts, their movements were agile and light, as if they blended into the darkness. No one could detect their presence, and even the sound of the wind could not cover up their light footsteps.

The Night King stood steadily at the front of the team, his eyes like sharp eagle eyes, revealing endless majesty and coldness. He gently waved the ice sword in his hand, signaling the White Walkers to prepare for the attack. All the White Walkers raised their hands in unison, concentrating their minds and gathering their magic power. Sharp ice crystals up to two or three meters long condensed in their hands, emitting a frightening cold light.

Following the Night King's order, all the White Walkers let out a deafening roar, and the horrifying screams echoed throughout the bay as if from the depths of hell. This horrifying cry reached the battlefield, and everyone's heart was filled with an indescribable fear and trembling. A chill that penetrated deep into their bones and came from their souls enveloped them, causing their hands and feet to become numb, as if they had lost consciousness.

The sailors on the ship were naturally the first to notice the abnormality. They were dizzy and had splitting headaches from the magical scream. The sailors tightly covered their still aching heads, trying to relieve the discomfort, but their eyes could not help but look in the direction of the sound. However, before they could see the scene in the fog clearly, a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air came like a tide, forming a continuous sound.

This sound was very familiar to them. It was the sound of a crossbow arrow breaking through the air when it was fired. Before they could react, the warships under their feet began to tremble violently. Then, under the horrified gaze of the sailors, these warships disintegrated one after another, breaking into countless pieces of wood and debris, scattered on the sea.

The White Walkers' seemingly slender bodies actually contain powerful strength. They not only possess extraordinary magical abilities, but are also masters of both magic and martial arts. The strength of each White Walker should not be underestimated, and can even be compared with giants. The power of the ice crystal spears they throw far exceeds that of ordinary large crossbows, posing a huge threat to the enemy.

The smaller two-masted warships near the shore had very weak defenses and were unable to withstand such a powerful attack. The huge ice cones smashed into the small boats with amazing speed and force, tearing the fragile hulls apart in an instant. On average, the ship was basically doomed after being hit by three or four shots. Some unlucky sailors were also hit by the ice cones and torn into pieces in an instant. Whether it was the human body or the ship's planks, as long as they came into contact with the ice cones, they would be frozen by the ice magic on them, and then shattered by the subsequent power of the ice cones.

The attacked fleet was thrown into chaos. They had never thought that the White Walkers could pose a threat to the warships on the sea. The sailors were caught off guard by the sudden attack. They hurriedly turned the crossbows and tried to fight back, but the scene was extremely chaotic.

At the same time, some captains ordered the sailors to steer the ships, but were surprised to find that the ships could not move at all. After checking, they were shocked to find that the sea surface was completely frozen, and the ice was getting thicker and thicker, especially the closer to the land, the thicker the ice was.

Faced with such an emergency, the naval commanders did not wait foolishly for orders from their superiors. They responded quickly and spontaneously organized a retreat. The thickening of the ice made it impossible for the warships to move, and the constant attacks of the ice cones brought them tremendous pressure. The ships at the rear took advantage of the time when they were not yet frozen solid. Although it was very chaotic and many ships collided with each other, some of them still escaped from the frozen sea.

The larger warships further back easily got rid of the thin layer of ice. As they did not know the range of the enemy's magic, they tried to stay as far away from the shore as possible. Even so, more than 300 ships were still trapped in place.

While the fleet commander was still thinking about countermeasures, the sailors on the more than 300 ships ranged from more than 20 to more than 10, totaling more than 7,000 sailors. Before he could come up with a solution, the White Walkers made new moves. There was another round of ghost howling, and the White Walkers rushed to the frozen sea, stepped on the frozen ice, and launched a fierce attack on the fleet.

Behind them were the wights, like a tide, attacking the warships from several directions at the same time. The sailors on the ship would not sit still and wait for death. They picked up crossbows and catapults to fight back, but this was just a drop in the bucket and could not stop the White Walkers from advancing. The sailors began to shoot with bows and arrows, but the White Walkers were extremely agile and easily avoided the rain of arrows, and could even throw sharp ice cones while running. The sailors were unprepared and suffered heavy casualties.

Before long, the White Walkers had rushed to the side of the ship. They jumped high, easily crossed the ship's side which was only three to five meters high, and pounced on the panicked sailors like hungry tigers. A fierce battle broke out instantly, and the White Walkers showed amazing fighting power. They wielded cold weapons in their hands and mercilessly killed the crew. The crew fell into chaos and were overwhelmed by the sudden attack.

Although these sailors have been through many battles and have experienced the unpredictable sea, their resistance to these inhuman monsters seems so pale and powerless. Fear enveloped everyone, and they realized that they might not be able to escape this nightmare. The weapons in their hands were almost useless to the White Walkers. Their weapons and armor would turn into slag the moment they came into contact with the enemy's ice crystal weapons. A random attack by the White Walkers could cut the mast and the sailors behind it into two pieces. They didn't even need to use weapons, just their hands were enough to tear the human body apart.

On this frozen sea, the crew had no chance to escape. The ice was full of countless zombies, which had already begun to climb onto the ship. The sailors could only resist desperately, but in the end they could not escape the fate of being annihilated. Some chose to set the ship on fire, preferring to perish with these evil ghosts.

The Night King stood quietly on the shore, watching everything happening in front of him indifferently. He knew clearly that the outcome of this battle was doomed and mankind had completely failed!