The journey of the film and television world is endless [continued]

On land, Stannis's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. He stared at the tragic scene on the sea with wide eyes in disbelief. The lights on the warships went out one by one, as if swallowed by an invisible force. Miserable cries echoed in the darkness, and the sound was like a sharp sword, piercing people's hearts.

Stannis was filled with despair and helplessness. He knew that the trapped fleets were doomed. At least thousands of brave sailors were being slaughtered by cruel white walkers, and their lives were lost in this horrible night. What was even more terrifying was that these dead sailors might soon be resurrected by the white walkers, become one of them, and turn to attack him.

Although the defense line on the shore can be held for the time being, as the sea is frozen, the wights will be able to attack the flanks of the land from the ice, and the situation becomes increasingly serious. Fortunately, the White Walker Army did not continue to attack the land, but chose to concentrate its forces to attack the warships at sea.

The screams lasted for about three hours, and finally stopped. A dead silence enveloped the sea, with only the sound of waves hitting the rocks on the shore. The human warriors knew in their hearts that there was no trace of any living people there. The fleet that had already escaped would naturally not just stand by and watch, and the naval commander issued an order with a sullen face. All ships were kept in motion to prevent being frozen again. The projectile weapons on the warships had never stopped, and their targets were not limited to the zombies swarming on the ice, but also those ships. Anyway, the companions on board were dead, and no one knew whether those ghosts would sail the ships. In order to prevent the enemy from using those ships, they must be destroyed.

Stannis' heart was bleeding, because the space in the bay was limited, and most of the ships coming to support him were two-masted and three-masted sailing ships that were easy to move. More than 80% of these ships were his, many of them had followed him since the Battle of the Blackwater, and some of them were even pirates recruited from the Stepstones and the East Continent. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

Time passed slowly, and the morning was getting closer and closer, but the corpse ghosts did not attack again, but quietly retreated back to the Haunted Forest. This mysterious forest seemed to hide endless secrets and dangers, which made people feel terrified.

Stannis stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the smoldering wreckage. His heart was heavy with grief and anger. Those destroyed ships not only represented the strength of his army, but also his capital to regain the Iron Throne. Now, they were reduced to ashes, scattered on the cold sea, as if mocking his efforts and sacrifices.

He silently vowed to make those hateful white walkers pay the price, they must be responsible for this disaster. His eyes were firmly cast into the distance, determined not to let anything stop him from moving forward.

At the same time, the officers and leaders were busy organizing the soldiers to take the time to rest. After such a thrilling night, no one could sleep peacefully. They needed to recover their strength and prepare for the next challenge. The soldiers were exhausted, but they knew that they could only survive if they remained vigilant.

As the first rays of dawn broke, the ice fog that enveloped the battlefield yesterday gradually dissipated. The warm sunlight sprinkled on the earth, bringing a glimmer of hope. However, the ice layer in the bay still existed. Because it was made of magic, it lost the support of magic power and now it has become only a thin layer.

Melisandre watched all this, and her keen insight allowed her to see the limitations of the White Walkers' magic. She speculated: "The White Walkers' magic is not endless, they also have limits." Her voice was calm and firm, with a convincing power. "Last night's ice fog was so extensive that it was also a huge drain on the White Walkers. So now, they can only wait for their magic to recover and cannot continue to cast large-scale magic for the time being." These words made people feel a little relieved. Although the enemies they faced were extremely powerful, as long as they could find a way to fight against the White Walkers, they might be able to defeat them.

Stannis looked ahead with a serious face and said slowly: "I hope it is as you said. We do need some time. How is the evacuation work in the rear going? Is there any latest news?" His eyes revealed his concern about the situation.

Jon took a deep breath and answered firmly, "Your Majesty, Bran sent a letter to Xia Tian. The evacuation of the free people went very smoothly. After a whole night of hard work, more than 20,000 people have been successfully transported away, and children are on the priority list for evacuation. However, more time will be needed to complete the evacuation. In order to save time, the Night's Watch has set up a resettlement point on the island of Skagen."

Stannis nodded his head in understanding, and said, "It seems that we must hold out for at least two more days." He frowned, thinking about what to do.

Jon then added: "If our soldiers are taken into account, it may take longer."

Stannis sighed helplessly, then looked up at the sky and prayed silently: "Then I can only pray for the blessing of the Lord of Light! Unless the gods appear, I really can't think of a better way."

As they talked, Davos came hurriedly, his face full of worry. He saluted Stannis and said softly: "My lord, I'm sorry! Salladhor Saan sent someone to report..."

Stannis interrupted him and said in a heavy tone: "Go ahead! I think it's a report about the heavy damage suffered by the fleet last night. I want to hear any other bad news." He prepared himself mentally and waited for the worst result.

Davos said solemnly, "Your Majesty, last night the White Walkers launched a massive spell that froze the sea surface for half a league along the coast. Because they had to support the battle on the shore and because of the range, most of the small and medium-sized warships needed to get close to the shore to shoot. However, when the White Walkers suddenly attacked, these warships could not evacuate quickly and were trapped on the ice. According to Salador Saan's statistics throughout the night, a total of 263 warships were besieged by the White Walkers, and there were a total of 6724 sailors and combatants on board. Afterwards, some people chose to jump into the icy sea to escape, but because the sea water was too cold, only some people were rescued."

"Pah~" Upon hearing this news, Stannis angrily crushed the wooden cup in his hand. After a whole day and night of fierce fighting yesterday, their casualties were less than 2,000. But now, because of the sneak attack of the White Walkers, they lost so many troops.

Davos continued, "Salladore Saan also mentioned that in order to prevent the ships from falling into the hands of those evil creatures, he ordered an attack on the trapped warships. Although half of the warships had been burned, there was little ammunition left on the ship... He requested to retreat and rotate with other fleets."