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

The heavy iron anchors swept the iron-hard ice wall several times, and the thick iron chains were now covered with bright red flesh and blood residues, and then they slowly stopped swinging. All the savages within the attack range of this terrifying weapon were killed on the spot, either directly torn into pieces by the chains, or unfortunately fell under the steep and cold ice wall, ending up with a miserable end of being shattered to pieces.

Jon shouted to the soldiers around him, "Pull back the scythe! If the wildlings dare to climb up again, let them have another try!"

"Toot, toot, toot~" A series of rapid and sharp horn sounds came from the east. Jon looked in the direction of the sound and saw a soldier on the watchtower shouting at the top of his voice: "That was not my horn! The sound came all the way from Eastwatch."

Jon turned to the officer beside him and said, "Glenn, send someone to investigate immediately. I want to know what happened in the east."

After receiving the order, Grant did not hesitate at all and immediately assigned two of his capable men to ride mules and gallop quickly towards the east. Time passed by minute by minute, and soon, accompanied by a "creaking" sound, the huge and heavy elevator of the Black Castle began to slowly rise. A panicked officer hurried over to report: "Commander-in-Chief! Just now a team of rangers rushed back to the camp and reported that a large army had successfully landed in the area north of Eastwatch! And... and here is an urgent letter specially sent by Lord Cotter Pike!"

Jon's heart was shocked. He didn't bother to ask more questions. He immediately reached out to take the letter and read it eagerly. The letter was densely written, roughly describing the situation of this mysterious army. It turned out that at dawn, a fleet of unknown origin suddenly appeared in the East Sea Watch area. The scale of this fleet was astonishing, with a total of 150 large ships. They did not contact the Night's Watch, but directly landed on the coast outside the ice wall. Then a large number of fully armed soldiers set foot on the land continuously, as if endless.

According to Commander Pike's initial observation, this army is extremely well-equipped, with a total strength of nearly 10,000, of which the number of cavalry alone exceeds 4,000! Such a strong military force is obviously not something that ordinary forces can possess. There is no doubt that they must be from the Seven Kingdoms. However, what is puzzling is that the flag used by this army is not a well-known symbol. The background of the flag is golden and brilliant, with a blazing flaming red heart painted in the center, and in the heart shape, there stands a majestic stag wearing a crown! Although the exchanges between the Wall and the Seven Kingdoms are not frequent, Jon still knows about this unique flag. It is the symbol of Stannis Baratheon of Dragonstone!

Jon never dreamed that he would be the first to come to reinforce the Night's Watch! He gave the order without hesitation: "Pyp, send a message to the Rangers immediately and ask them to assemble quickly! All personnel must be alert and ready to fight at any time! Now is the time to launch a counterattack!"

As this order was issued, the atmosphere on the city wall suddenly became tense. The soldiers quickly organized their equipment and began to evacuate the city wall in an orderly manner. Jon stared at the wildlings swarming like ants below the city wall, his eyes firmly and focused on the distant skyline, praying silently in his heart. He sincerely hoped that his prediction would come true, and he could successfully cooperate with Stannis to defeat Mance Rayder and the main force of the wildlings under his leadership.

After receiving the order, Pyp had already left and went to organize the rangers. These brave and fearless warriors knew that the upcoming battle was of great significance, so they were nervous and excited. At this moment, the guards on the wall were concentrating on observing the wildlings' every move, and anxiously looking forward to Stannis's army arriving at the battlefield as soon as possible.

Jon stood on the top of the city wall, staring into the distance with a determined look, and anticipation welled up in his heart. This upcoming battle might be the key turning point for the Night's Watch to turn the tide of the war. He took a deep breath and quietly waited for the decisive moment to come.

Finally, at the end of the horizon, the figure of Stannis's army gradually emerged. There were about 7,000 to 8,000 infantry and cavalry, and their flags fluttered in the wind, as if announcing their majesty and determination to the enemy; the soldiers marched forward in neat and powerful steps, and their morale was high.

Jon gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes sharp as an eagle, then turned to Grenn beside him and gave an order: "Grenn, this is up to you. Once I give the signal, you must shoot without hesitation and make sure to clear out all the wildlings around the passage!"

Grelan nodded seriously and responded, "No problem, Jon, leave everything to me. But you must be extra careful when you charge into battle later!" Jon smiled slightly to reassure the other party, shook hands with Grelan firmly, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

At this moment, Stannis's army was advancing slowly and steadily. He knew the cruelty of war and understood that in order to win, he not only needed the courage to move forward, but also the rational allocation of resources to preserve strength. Therefore, he deliberately controlled the marching speed to ensure that the horses and soldiers could retain enough physical strength so that they could perform at their best when approaching the battlefield.

On the other side, Mance Rayder stood alone on the hill, calmly surveying the entire battlefield. Due to his perspective, he did not notice the slowly approaching enemy. After some thought, he made a decision: "Today's battle has come to an end for now, you should retreat first! Hardhome is our real hope, and I can hold on here. Tormund, Firekiss, you two should leave together." After saying these words, Mance Rayder's eyes revealed a kind of determination and perseverance.

After receiving the order from the King Beyond the Wall, the tribal leaders saluted him respectfully, and then turned and left with their trusted men. In fact, the wildlings were not completely without cavalry, but due to the scarcity of supplies, except for the Thenns, almost no tribe had a large-scale cavalry unit. Despite this, it was more than enough to provide the leaders with some horses for traveling.

As the sun gradually tilted to the west, the wildling army began to gather their troops. After a whole day of fierce fighting, six to seven thousand people had been killed or wounded. Just to burn the piles of corpses, hundreds of huge fires were lit, and the blazing smoke filled the sky, as if covering the entire sky. Obviously, the wildlings were ready to retreat, and in the ghost forest behind them, a campfire was also lit for camping.

"Toot! Toot! Toot~" Waves of passionate trumpet sounds resounded through the sky, one after another. Then, a large number of majestic and powerful cavalrymen rushed in like a tide, bathing in the afterglow of the setting sun, majestic and unstoppable! Such a shocking scene in front of them made the wild people outside the Great Wall dumbfounded, so shocked that they could not move and could only stand there in a daze.