The new dock in the local area has been completed, with two long concrete piers extending into the sea, like two giant arms, tethering dozens of huge sailboats.

A high platform was erected on the dock, decorated with flowers and colorful cloth, making it beautiful and solemn, reflecting the status of the bigwigs on the platform, while the huge dock behind them provided them with a powerful aura.

On the stage, Fatty Lin was in high spirits, chatting casually with several high-ranking military and political officials around him, waiting for the leaders of the nearby major city-states to reach a conclusion.

Since Lin Yongqian began his cultivation, apart from his still round face, he is no longer fat. However, everyone still calls him Fatty Lin because the Development Bureau is now too fat, and his own family is also extremely wealthy.

Huber, the third son of Hubaye, was the main translator. He picked up a pre-prepared document and began to read it aloud. The tribal leaders and city-state representatives below the stage all pricked up their ears, afraid of missing anything.

"Before you make your decisions, I will read out a proclamation issued by the city-state of Masuripatnam. The proclamation details everything that has happened in Masuripatnam recently. This proclamation has been spread far and wide, and you can judge for yourselves whether it is true or false."

"A rebellion broke out in the city-state of Masuripatnam today. The rebel leader, Kabanya, led his troops to storm the palace, kill King Primi Walmart of Masuripatnam, and take his place. Prince Hermi Walmart managed to escape and sought help from the Frontier Administration's Guard."

Huber paused, swallowed hard, and felt he couldn't bring himself to read it aloud. But as it was his first public appearance, he had to be perfect. He felt his father's stern gaze behind him and forced himself to continue reading.

"Adhering to the principles of peace and mutual assistance, the Development Authority never turned a blind eye to requests for help from friendly nations. They dispatched troops overnight to provide assistance and arrived at the city of Masuripatnam on August 15. They breached the city in one day, rescued Princess Nasari, and the traitorous general Kabanya committed suicide out of shame and indignation."

"Now that Prince Hermione Walter has ascended to the throne as the new king, he has invited the Development Administration to be stationed permanently in Masuripaten to assist in post-war reconstruction. This is hereby announced to all parties to avoid any misunderstanding among our allies..."

Huber read a long, rambling speech, his face contorted with constipation; after all, he was getting on in years, and blatantly lying was proving difficult for him. But the leaders and city lords below the stage didn't see it that way. A kind face masking a ruthless heart was an essential skill for leaders, and they possessed a strong immunity to such things. They were more focused on a few words in the announcement.

"Arrived at the city walls on the fifteenth of August, and breached the city in a single day... Kabanya, filled with shame and indignation, 'committed suicide'..." What does this mean? The fighting in Benyari had just ended on the eighth day of August, and the Bactrians had already arrived in Masuripatnam by the fifteenth of August?

The city fell in a single day? The walls of Masuripatnam are not short; they are much higher than our own fortified walls. How could they not stop it?

This is supposed to be the "Pioneer Administration Guard Team"? Even the fierce Mughal regular soldiers to the north aren't this awesome!

With a beaming smile, Lin Yongqian finally spoke. His voice was very kind, sincere, and full of warm affection.

"Lords...do you have rebels in your city-states? The Administration...can provide free assistance!" Want to chat with more like-minded people about *Sailing and Conquest*? Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read, discuss life, and find kindred spirits!