However, many large-scale battles broke out on the outskirts of the war between Fire Fist and Blackbeard. Four powerful factions simultaneously attacked Ronglin's Third Fleet as it prepared to withdraw to the Ashil Kingdom. Even with Coachman giving it his all, three warships were still sunk.
After finally shaking off the enemy, another mysterious fleet appeared and attacked Coachman. At the critical moment, Ronglin's Second Fleet arrived and struck from both sides, crushing the mysterious fleet. From the captives, they learned that it was the Pirate Alliance's newly reorganized fleet.
For a time, flames of war burned throughout the New World. Several major factions were defeated and collapsed at an astonishing pace. Meanwhile, the strength of Ronglin's Second Fleet entered everyone's sight for the first time.
Ronglin looked at the newspaper, his brows tightly furrowed. Even Caesar, standing beside him, did not dare utter a word of nonsense.
At this moment, Ronglin's small boat led the way. Behind it, a line of warships spread out, with the Eight Treasures Navy and the elite combat groups sailing side by side behind Ronglin's vessel. They advanced slowly across the sea, their presence incredibly intimidating.
Many ships that encountered them kept far away. Even patrolling Marine fleets immediately withdrew upon encountering Ronglin's main force. No one dared challenge their edge.
Ronglin put down the newspaper and took a deep breath, his expression unreadable. "Anrield has disappointed me again. He was actually crushed several times in a row by a bunch of third-rate rabble."
Jazz lowered his head deeply behind him, not daring to make a sound.
Caesar picked up the newspaper and carefully studied its contents, considering which favorable details he should mention to ease the possible anger in Ronglin's heart.
At that moment, Jinbe spoke first. "His men were only just reorganized