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

"Who is the leader here?"

When Mo Xiaonian heard this, she felt that the other party was quite aggressive. He was clearly here to pick a fight, but his tone was as if he was coming to call for an explanation.

"I am the leader of the Moonfall Tribe. Who are you?"

Xiong Ben whispered to Fu Cang from behind: "Chief, it was the group of people behind that man who attacked our cavalry team yesterday!"

Fu Cang narrowed his eyes dangerously and said in a cold voice: "Line up!"

With a few swish sounds, the cavalrymen formed their formation in an instant, with their spears pointed forward, ready to charge.

The middle-aged man opposite was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing? Are you planning to start a war with us?"

"You attacked our cavalry yesterday. I didn't expect you to be so bold as to come again today. This is a provocation to our Moonfall Tribe. If you act rashly, we will definitely fight back!"

The man opposite frowned and waved his hand.

"We are not here to fight with you just because we disagree with you! You don't have to act like we are facing a great enemy. I am a warrior from the Seven Killings Tribe. I am here to talk to you at the request of our leader."

"The Seven Killings Tribe? The Moonfall Tribe and the Seven Killings Tribe have no connection at all. Why did you come here and try to steal our horses yesterday?"

"Your horses? That's not right, is it? As far as I know, your current war horses are all from the Banqiao tribe."

"What's the matter? The Banqiao tribe launched an attack on our tribe in the middle of the night, wanting to massacre us, but they were defeated by us. Now everything in the Banqiao tribe belongs to our Yueluo tribe. What does it have to do with your Qisha tribe?"

"I came here today just to talk to you about this matter..."

Fu Cang stretched out his hand to stop the man opposite from speaking next.

"I am the leader of the Moonfall Tribe. No matter what you, the Seven Kills Tribe, want to discuss with us, it should be your leader who comes to talk to me. You are not qualified. Take your people away from here immediately. Otherwise, I will think that you, the Seven Kills Tribe, are at war with our Moonfall Tribe, and I will lead my people to charge!"

The man opposite didn't say anything for a long time. After a moment of silence, he bowed to Fu Cang.

"I was indeed presumptuous in what happened today. I will go back and convey your words to our leader. I'll take my leave now!"

Fu Cang watched the man leave awkwardly. After all the people from the Seven Kill Tribe had disappeared, Mo Xiaonian squeezed through the crowd and came to Fu Cang's side.

"Fu Cang, you were so handsome just now! I noticed that since you became the leader, you have developed a decisive aura. Although you are very young, you are not inferior to anyone in aura!"

Fu Cang felt a little embarrassed by Mo Xiaonian's praise and coughed lightly.

"Of course. I represent the Moonfall Tribe now, so I cannot bring shame to the tribe no matter what.

Come on, Xiao Nian, since the gang has already left, how about I take you for a ride on horseback?"

Mo Xiaonian's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's great. I've wanted to ride a horse for a long time, but my legs are too short, so I can't even get on the horse's back. It would be great if you could take me with you!"

Fu Cang felt distressed when he heard what Mo Xiaonian said.

It turned out that his wife had always wanted to ride a horse, but she couldn't even get on the horse's back, alas!

Fu Cang turned around to look at the snickering soldiers, then mounted his horse first. He originally wanted to carry Mo Xiaonian up, but he suddenly remembered the last time Mo Xiaonian said that he hurt her armpits when she carried her.

So Fu Cang jumped off the horse again, held Mo Xiaonian's waist and lifted her onto the saddle, and then sat on it himself.

"Hold my arm, let's go!"

Mo Xiaonian was extremely excited.

So this is what it feels like to ride a horse!

As the horse kicked and clattered out, Mo Xiaonian's tense body slowly relaxed. She leaned on Fu Cang's chest, opened her arms, felt the cool wind on her face, and felt extremely comfortable.

Mo Xiaonian's action startled Fu Cang. He grabbed the reins with one hand and hugged her waist tightly with the other hand.

"You are such an ancestor, why did you let go of my hand without saying a word?"

"Because I believe you will protect me!"

Mo Xiaonian's words made Fu Cang lose his temper instantly. He resigned himself to his fate and hugged Mo Xiaonian tightly, running two laps in the horse farm they had opened up.

Mo Xiaonian hadn't ridden enough, but Fu Cang refused to take her for another ride.

Fu Cang was afraid that Mo Xiaonian would choke on the wind and have a stomachache again at night.

"If you really like it, come over every day after you finish your work, I'll take you for a ride, and then we can go home together, how about that?"

"Okay, okay. By the way, I am a woman after all. Is it okay for me to come to your barracks to see you all the time?"

"What's wrong with that? You are the goddess of the tribe. No matter what you want to do, no one dares to stop you, you know that!"

Mo Xiaonian never thought that being a goddess would have such benefits.

Fu Cang still had things to deal with, so he asked Xiong Ben to send Mo Xiaonian back home.

Xiong Ben seemed to be hesitant to say something all the way, and Mo Xiaonian looked at him strangely.

"Do you have anything you want to tell me?"

“Well…I do have something I want to tell you.

Didn't you tell me about Luhua last time? I went back to the military camp and asked around, and it was true. The old women in the tribe used to gossip about Luhua behind her back every day, saying how I had done this and that to her, and now Luhua can't even find a husband.

Goddess, why are those women so annoying? Aren’t they just insulting me? Luhua is a good girl, but she has been ruined by these people. She can’t even get married!

I really want to rush to those old women and pull out their tongues to feed pigs and dogs!"

"You are so violent! Don't you even think about who caused this consequence?"

Xiong Ben scratched his hair irritably.

"I really didn't think about these things at the time! Goddess, it's been such a long time, why are you still criticizing me!

Um... I've made up my mind. I'm going to marry Luhua. If anyone dares to say anything bad about my woman, I'll strangle her to death! Do you think I should go directly to her house to propose marriage, or should I find someone to mediate for me first?"

"You're being a little too jumpy, aren't you? You caused such great harm to Sister Luhua before, it's hard to say whether she would be willing to live with you."

"Ah? How can Luhua look down on me when I'm such a great warrior? What's wrong with me?"