Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

"Okay, I admit that we were at fault this time. How many people did you kill or injure?"

Xiao Tu gritted his teeth and said, "You killed six of our soldiers and injured seventeen, three of whom were seriously injured. They may not be able to survive!"

Liao Han was still somewhat satisfied.

The Wild Wolf Tribe suffered heavy casualties this time. If they continue to fight like this, the Wild Wolf Tribe will be swallowed up by him. At that time, only the Moonfall Tribe will be left here, and it will only be a matter of time before they are taken down.

"Then I can compensate you with twenty loads of grain, provided you release our people first!"

Xiao Tu spat fiercely.

"Bah! You want to buy the lives of so many of my brothers with twenty loads of grain?

I don't want your food, but you let me kill six of your men and maim twenty more, and the matter will be settled!"

Liao Han's expression turned cold.

"Don't be so shameless! This is how war works. There will be casualties on both sides. If you say that, then there is no point in talking to each other!"

Fu Cang saw that Xiao Tu was about to lose his mind with anger, and said, "Chief Liao, you can't say that. The battle between you two was not an open one. You attacked first, and you did it rashly when there was no grudge between the two tribes.

In this regard, the Wild Wolf Tribe is a complete victim.

If you really fought openly, do you think the people in your tribe could have killed so many warriors from the Wild Wolf Tribe in such a short time?"

Liao Han glanced at Fu Cang. He didn't expect that the most powerful warrior of the Yueluo tribe was not only highly powerful, but also said things with reason and evidence. He was really a difficult person to deal with.

"Since you said so, Fu Cang, I will give you this face. Thirty dan of grain, plus sixty taels of silver and a bundle of furs. This is the highest compensation I can give. If you still want to ask for more, then we don't need to talk anymore. I will lead my men to wipe out the Wild Wolf Tribe now, and we will all fight to the death!"

Fu Cang turned and looked at Xiao Tu.

"I think this is good enough, what do you think, Chief Xiao?"

Xiao Tu knew that this was Fu Cang reminding him.

Being able to get so much compensation actually exceeded his expectations.

So he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Fu Cang, I listen to you!"

Liao Han seemed to be very familiar with this kind of thing. After sending someone back, he quickly brought back thirty loads of grain and sixty taels of silver. Both parties paid the money and released the person.

Liao Man was finally safe. As soon as he returned to his tribe, he started cursing.

"Fu Cang! You tied me up twice! You also beat me so hard that blood came out of my mouth and nose. I will remember this great hatred forever in my heart. Just wait. If I don't destroy your Yueluo tribe, I won't be named Liao!"

"You still dare to speak harshly to me? A defeated general?!"

"you……"

"enough!"

Liao Han scolded Liao Man, and his dissatisfaction with Liao Man had reached its peak.

If his son wasn't so useless, would he have to compensate Fu Cang twice?

"Go home right now and stop embarrassing yourself here!"

Liao Han also kicked Liao Man in the butt, and then bowed to Fu Cang.

"We have settled our grievances for today. Goodbye!"

Fu Cang nodded, and seeing that Liao Han had already walked away, he turned to Xiao Tu and said, "Is there anyone in your tribe who can heal the wound?"

Xiao Tu shook his head sadly.

"They're all gone! They all died in that great flood!"

"Then send the wounded to our tribe. My wife knows some simple medical skills. See if she can help you."

Mo Xiaonian had been looking in the direction of Fu Cang. Although she couldn't see anything, she just felt anxious. Until Fu Cang's figure appeared, Mo Xiaonian finally let go of the worry she had been worrying about and ran towards Fu Cang.

"Fu Cang, are you okay?"

Every time he saw Mo Xiaonian, Fu Cang would feel that his irritable heart calmed down instantly. No matter what happened outside, his mood would immediately improve.

This is truly a magical thing.

Fu Cang ran forward two steps and then picked up Mo Xiaonian.

"Are you worried about me again?"

"Yeah, but you better put me down quickly, your big hands hurt my armpits!"

Xiao Tu was originally in a very heavy mood, but when she heard what Mo Xiaonian said, she felt like laughing again.

Fu Cang put Mo Xiaonian down in a hurry.

It seemed as if the edge of his palm had touched something particularly soft just now.

It seems that the child has grown up and I can’t hold him like this anymore.

Before Fu Cang could say anything, Xiao Tu suddenly knelt in front of her.

"Goddess Mo, please save these wounded people in my tribe, okay? They are all my brothers! I brought them so far to let them live a good life, not to let them die!"

"Get up quickly and carry these wounded to the flat ground in the northeast corner. I'll go home and prepare some medicine and come back soon."

That piece of flat land was reserved by Mo Xiaonian to be used as a drying yard in the future, which was just right to accommodate the wounded.

Fu Cang ordered people to carry the wounded over, while Mo Xiaonian returned home and took out a small wooden box from under the bed.

She originally intended to use this as a medicine box.

The last time Doctor Song and his team came, it gave Mo Xiaonian a lot of inspiration.

This can be used as a way to make money, and also as a way to use one's own strength to help the people in the tribe solve their illnesses.

After all, the original owner of this body is the daughter of a miracle doctor, and she possesses very advanced medical skills. If she doesn't use them, it would be a waste.

So Mo Xiaonian prepared such a box and exchanged for suture needles, mulberry thread, red medicine and white medicine from the space, which are medicines that can be used to treat external injuries. Unexpectedly, they came in handy so soon.

Fu Cang had already arranged the 17 wounded soldiers on the drying yard. They sat there in a daze, not expecting that they could receive treatment.

Mo Xiaonian went straight to the three seriously injured people.

All three of them had knife wounds on their bodies. Mo Xiaonian relaxed himself and examined them, and found that one of them was no longer worth treating.

Although the knife wounds of the other two wounded were also very deep, they did not hit their vital parts. After Mo Xiaonian sutured the wounds and applied medicine properly, the condition of the two wounded finally stabilized and they were no longer in danger of death for the time being.