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

Yuelu frowned and took a few steps forward.

"Where did you come from? What happened?"

The three young men saw that someone was paying attention to them, so they supported each other and ran to Yue Lu, then knelt down in front of her.

"Grandma! Grandma, please save the people in our tribe. They...they are all going to be killed by wild wolves!"

Yuelu was suddenly shocked.

For the Moonfall Tribe, which had just stabilized, wild wolves had once been a major concern for them. The tribe had been nearly destroyed by wild wolves several times before.

"Don't worry, Luhua, bring some water to these children. Yinzhi, run fast, go find Fucang and ask him to send a group of soldiers out. It's not a good thing that wild wolves appear around our tribe. We must go and see what's going on."

When Fu Cang heard that a pack of wolves had appeared around the tribe, he took the matter very seriously and personally rushed over with twenty soldiers.

After drinking some water, the three young men calmed down a lot. Although they couldn't hide the anxiety in their eyes, their speech became much clearer.

Yue Lu and Mo Xiaonian have already found out the exact location where the tribe was attacked, as well as the specific situation of the tribe.

It turned out that the young boy's tribe was called the Baicha Tribe. They had also fled here. There were more than sixty survivors. They had finally made it here, but they were attacked by wild wolves in a valley ahead, resulting in heavy casualties.

Seeing Fu Cang coming with twenty strong warriors, great hope ignited in the eyes of the three young men from the Baicha tribe.

They felt that the people in their tribe were saved.

Fu Cang was not vague at all. He let the young man lead the way, and he led the soldiers straight to the scene of the accident.

Mo Xiaonian was a little worried.

"Why did Fu Cang only bring 20 soldiers? If he brought more people, wouldn't the danger be much less?"

Yuelu looked at the direction where Fucang disappeared, smiled and shook her head.

"You always get confused when it comes to Fu Cang. He brought out elite soldiers. If they can't even deal with some wild wolves, then these soldiers are really useless. Besides, we must leave most of the soldiers in our tribe to protect the safety of the tribe."

Mo Xiaonian sighed very sadly.

"After all, our tribe is not big enough and we have too few soldiers. Grandma, please stay here. I'll go back and ask the high priest and Linghua to prepare. Didn't those three young men say that their tribe suffered heavy casualties? I think Fu Cang will most likely bring back the people from the Baicha tribe, and then we'll have to treat the wounded."

"You are very thoughtful. Go ahead."

Now Fengming and Linghua are both in very good condition, and each of them is equipped with a first aid kit.

Their medicine box was completely modeled after Mo Xiaonian's, and it contained all the necessary items, including a fire stick, a dagger, mulberry bark thread, and herbs for hemostasis.

During this period, Fengming and Linghua have been able to identify many kinds of medicinal herbs according to the books given to them by Mo Xiaonian. They go into the mountains to collect herbs whenever they have nothing to do. Now, the courtyard of the administrative hall is full of Chinese medicinal herbs drying in the sun.

When Mo Xiaonian found Feng Ming, he was grinding herbs with Linghua. When they heard Mo Xiaonian say that a lot of wounded people might come back soon, the two of them felt very excited.

Their heads are now full of theoretical knowledge and they rarely have time to practice. Allowing them to have more contact with the wounded and various patients is the best way for them to learn.

So the two of them hurriedly began to pack their medicine boxes.

Mo Xiaonian also took out her own medicine box.

The things in her medicine box are much more advanced than those two people's. The medicines for injuries were all exchanged from the space mall and are very useful.

After the three people were ready, Fu Cang really came back with the people from the Baicha tribe.

Mo Xiaonian listened to the noise outside and went out with Feng Ming. As a result, they saw a large group of ragged people being led by Fu Cang and Yue Lu towards the drying yard.

The three of them picked up the medicine box and ran straight there.

When I got closer, I saw that the people of the Baicha tribe were really miserable.

Maybe because they had been fleeing for too long, there are no old people left in the Baicha tribe, and even women and children are very few left, only about a dozen in total, protected in the middle by the men of the tribe.

The men in the tribe were all skinny and bony, looking like they would be blown away by the wind.

It was indeed a bit difficult for such a group of people to fight against a pack of thirty wild wolves.

Most of the men were injured, and a few of them were seriously injured and were dragged here by their companions.

Fu Cang and the soldiers he brought with him all looked full of energy, especially the soldiers behind Fu Cang. They were all very excited, and many of them were holding the corpses of wild wolves in their hands.

Seeing Mo Xiaonian, Feng Ming and the other two running over, Fu Cang walked forward a few steps and supported Mo Xiaonian.

"You slow down!"

Linghua, who was running behind, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Even though she had completely given up on Fu Cang now, she still felt very uncomfortable when she saw him like this. She also couldn't stand seeing these two people sticking together. How could they be a leader at all?

Mo Xiaonian was quite touched by Fu Cang's concern.

This is a manifestation of Fu Cang's love and care for himself.

"I'm fine. Are you and the soldiers not injured?"

"No, our warriors are well-trained now, and they won't get hurt when dealing with these wild wolves. However, many people in the Baicha tribe are seriously injured, and we need you to work hard to treat them."

Mo Xiaonian nodded and walked into the drying yard carrying the medicine box.

The soldiers have arranged all the people of the Baicha tribe in the drying yard, and have also arranged positions for the wounded in the middle of the drying yard.

After Mo Xiaonian saw the wounded, her mind was basically blank. The following matters were left to her original body's memory. After the three of them had treated the injuries of the wounded, Mo Xiaonian came to her senses. She found that the uninjured people from the Baicha tribe had already knelt in a circle around them, and some were kowtowing to them continuously.

Mo Xiaonian was frightened by these people and said hurriedly: "What are you doing? Get up quickly!"

A middle-aged man from the Baicha tribe came out and said respectfully to Mo Xiaonian and Fu Cang, "We in the Baicha tribe have experienced too many hardships along the way, and we have also seen the evil of people. From the previous large tribe with more than 400 people, until now, only 64 of us have survived."