The First Fleet immediately changed formation, steadily held their ground, and retreated step by step toward the Star Alliance warships.
At this moment, dozens of shattered small boats littered Star River Lake, all of them belonging to the BIGMOM Pirates. The Star Alliance forces retreated onto their own ships, while the pirates who had nearly been driven into the water finally gained a brief respite.
"Attack!"
By the time Katakuri, whom Jinbe had abandoned, came to his senses, Jinbe had already led his men back. However, another wave of reinforcements charged forward from behind. Katakuri immediately reorganized his formation and launched another assault on the Star Alliance's defensive line.
Jinbe frowned slightly. Seeing the BIGMOM Pirates speeding forward in formation, it was clear they intended to smash straight through their defenses. However, the First Fleet's warships were sturdy, thick-hulled, and enormous. Even if those speedboats rammed into them, they could at most cause a slight tremor, nowhere near enough to inflict any real damage on the First Fleet's ships.
"What a headache," Jinbe muttered.
According to Ronglin's plan, they were supposed to inflict a suitable number of casualties on BIGMOM and ignite their fury. Then they would lure the enemy army forward, while the First Fleet feigned defeat.
But the BIGMOM Pirates kept sending men of this caliber up to die. Even if the First Fleet wanted to fake a retreat, they would feel a little embarrassed doing so!
Jinbe's gaze shifted toward Moria. Moria had temporarily separated from Smoky, his body covered in tiny wounds and his clothes tattered beyond recognition. Smoky was not in much better shape either, covered in bite marks that were clearly injuries caused by Moria's Devil Fruit ability.
Facing Jinbe's gaze, Moria gave a slight shake of his head. Clearly, he too believed this