"What do you need?" asked Fang Hao.
"Long ranged weapons, bows and arrows would be best."
"Alright, I'll put them up, you just accept them."
Fang Hao directly crafted 202 high-speed hardwood shortbows, along with two thousand arrows and posted them for designated trade.
"Holy, Brother Hao, you actually have blue arrows." Dong Jiayue exclaimed.
Fang Hao also instructed, "Hold the city first. I have some trouble here, once it's resolved, I'll arrange someone to rescue you."
"Alright, Brother Hao."
As for Dong Jiayue, Fang Hao wasn't stingy.
If his own city fell, he would choose to turn to Dong Jiayue's territory for refuge; he trusted her.
Even without considering the fall of the city, as a friend, he didn't want her to be in danger.
However, his own area was about to face a war, he wouldn't have the leisure to travel a long way to support her.
