Boom! Boom!
"Quick!"
"Keep firing!!"
Under "Phoenix" Marco's command, dozens of Whitebeard Pirates ships were desperately entangled with and exchanging cannon fire against the Navy's New World fleet.
"Stop them!"
"Cover the left flank! Circle around from the right and keep bombarding them!"
"Throw their formation into chaos!!"
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Amid the thunder of cannon fire, both sides had already suffered casualties, and quite a few ships had sunk on either side.
Overall, the Navy's ships were larger, more numerous, and more advanced, giving them a considerable advantage in artillery battles. The Whitebeard Pirates, however, were more agile and had stronger individual fighters, allowing them to completely overwhelm the Navy in close-quarters and boarding battles. Thus, after fighting this long, the two sides were still evenly matched, with neither able to do anything to the other.
However, for some unknown reason, this Navy fleet had suddenly begun acting as if it had gone mad an hour ago, attempting to turn eastward. The Whitebeard Pirates naturally refused to let them do so, and had blocked them stubbornly all the way until now.
"Ace!"
"How is it going?"
After issuing his orders, Marco anxiously turned toward Ace, the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, who was contacting the Brat Pirates inside the captain's cabin. He urgently wanted to know what was happening on their side.
From the sudden appearance of large numbers of Sea Kings passing beneath the sea and the Navy's current attempt to force its way eastward, Marco had little trouble guessing that the two events must be connected to the battle on the Brat Pirates' side. However, he didn't dare jump to conclusions about the specifics and could only wait for Ace to make contact.
"..."
Ace, however, was still speaking with someone inside the captain's cabin and paid