After a moment of silence, Old Han muttered, "I've only got 30% of the total amount. When do you need the goods?"
"I promised my client I'd deliver it before noon today," Li Dagou answered.
"You really are insane." Old Han rubbed his temples in frustration and sighed, "Alright, I will send what I've got to your warehouse now."
Letting out a sigh of relief, Li Dagou said, "Thanks, Old Han. I've still got more calls to make. I will hang up first."
After ending the call, Li Dagou began reaching out to more old friends to gather the supplies. While he was busy, Bai Hanyun was already on her way home.
At the same time, Feng Xiyan stood on top of the west city walls, silently watching the 200,000 soldiers from the Yuezhi Tribe stationed just 20 kilometers from the west gate of Xiqiang City.
While he was observing the enemy's formation, Xue Ruhong approached and said, "Great General, the archers are already in position."