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

However, after nearly a year of construction, the tribe has expanded by more than twice its previous size, and has also gained a territory as large as the Banqiao tribe. Now Mo Xiaonian can proudly say that their tribe is no longer an inconspicuous small tribe.

Although the weather was getting colder, the tribe was still full of life. There were many people walking on the streets, and the sounds of chickens and dogs barking could be heard in the yard.

When these people on the road saw Mo Xiaonian, they would greet her very respectfully and call her goddess. Some of the more talkative women would even chat with Mo Xiaonian and express their gratitude to her.

After going around like this, Mo Xiaonian's mood became extremely good, and at the same time, she also had a special sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

This is the tribe she helped build. It is so vibrant and the sense of accomplishment she feels is incomparable.

After walking around for a long time, it was already noon. Mo Xiaonian gathered his sleeves and walked back. Just when he was halfway there, he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves behind him.

Those in the tribe who own horses are now the army.

Mo Xiaonian turned around hastily and saw a soldier riding a horse rushing into the tribe. He ran towards the military camp while shouting, "Great victory! Great victory!"

Mo Xiaonian felt his heart beating faster and waved to the soldier from a distance.

"Are you back to announce the good news?"

Seeing Mo Xiaonian standing on the side of the road, the soldier hurriedly stopped his horse and almost rolled off.

"Goddess! Goddess, it's great that you are here. The chief asked me to come back and report the news. The most important thing is to inform you. The chief asked me to tell you that in the battle last night, our Moonfall Tribe won a great victory and dealt a heavy blow to the Seven Kill Tribe. Now the chief is negotiating with the leader of the Seven Kill Tribe, so he asked me to come back and report the news!"

Mo Xiaonian slammed his palm hard.

"Great! Go to the military camp and the Great Elder to report the news. By the way, when you go to the military camp, tell the cook to prepare more delicious dishes tonight. I will give him money. Don't be afraid to spend money. You must reward our soldiers well!"

"Yes!"

The soldier rode away on his horse. Mo Xiaonian was worried, so he followed him to the military camp.

The cook had heard the soldier's message and was worrying about how to reward the soldiers in the evening.

Mo Xiaonian asked two cooks to follow her. After returning to her own courtyard, Mo Xiaonian took out half a pig, five chickens, and a small basket full of eggs from the space, all of which were produced in her workshop.

When the cook saw that the chief's wife took out so many delicious foods, he became at a loss.

"This... We can't let you, the goddess, take out so much food and drink from your home to reward us. We also raise a lot of chickens and ducks. We can just go back and kill a few."

"That's not enough. You should take all these things back. We have so many soldiers. If there is not enough meat, there will not be enough to share. When the spring comes next year, you can catch a few piglets and raise them yourself. When winter comes, you can kill the pigs and eat the meat. Our soldiers will no longer have to worry about meat."

"Yes, goddess. I will apply to the leader after he comes back!"

With so many more ingredients, the cooks were put to use and began to prepare dinner.

Fu Cang led the soldiers and returned in a mighty force in the evening.

After Yue Lu, Mo Xiaonian and the people of the tribe heard the news, they came to the gate of the tribe in a large crowd to welcome the soldiers.

Fu Cang rode his horse in front.

Fu Cang is very powerful now.

After two years of experience, the immaturity in Fu Cang's body has completely faded. He has become more mature, and he has an aura that only a superior has. Everyone's eyes are fixed on him, and when Fu Cang and his men approach, the people cheer loudly.

Fu Cang and the soldiers did not expect that the people would come out to greet them. They were stunned by these people. After they reacted, Fu Cang began to frantically look for Mo Xiaonian in the crowd.

At this moment, what he wanted to see most was Mo Xiaonian's smiling face.

Yue Lu and Mo Xiaonian had been pushed to the front by the people. Seeing that Fu Cang didn't look here, Yue Lu smiled and pushed Mo Xiaonian.

"The leader is looking for you, go quickly!"

Mo Xiaonian pursed her lips and smiled, then opened her arms and rushed towards Fu Cang.

"Fu Cang!"

To Fu Cang, this shout was like the sound of nature. He turned around hurriedly and saw Mo Xiaonian rushing towards him. He immediately rode his horse to meet her, rushed to Mo Xiaonian, and carried her onto the horse.

The people cheered even louder.

They all particularly liked to see the chief and the goddess together. Whenever this happened, the expression on the usually serious chief's face would become softer, while the smile on the goddess' face would be filled with indescribable happiness.

They didn't know what healing meant yet, but they felt that seeing the leader and the goddess like this, their hearts were warm and they seemed to have forgotten all their troubles.

Not long after entering the tribe, Fu Cang let Mo Xiaonian off the horse.

"I need to go back to the barracks and settle the soldiers first. You go find Fengming and Linghua and ask them to get ready. Although we have won a battle this time, there are still some casualties. We need them to treat our wounded."

When it comes to serious matters, Mo Xiaonian's expression immediately changed.

"I understand. Arrange all the injured soldiers in the room behind our administrative center. I will go back and prepare."

In this battle, ten soldiers of the Moonfall Tribe died and ninety-eight were injured, sixty-seven of whom were slightly injured and could receive simple bandaging in the barracks, while the thirty-one seriously injured were all sent to an empty room behind the administrative center.

Every time this happened, Mo Xiaonian had an urgent desire to build a clinic.

Mo Xiaonian took a look at the thirty-one seriously injured people. They all had knife and sword wounds. The most serious one had an arm chopped off.

By the time Mo Xiaonian came to his senses, the wounded had all received proper treatment, and the wound of the soldier whose arm had been chopped off had stopped bleeding and been sutured.

However, the injured soldier’s condition is still not good. Excessive blood loss and severe pain caused him to faint several times. It is hard to say whether he can survive the night.

Linghua and Fengming looked at Mo Xiaonian with admiration.

"Xiao Nian, why is it that every time you treat a soldier, you seem to be a different person? The expression on your face is so serious that it's a little scary, and it's completely different from your usual playful expression.

Every time I see you, I can't take my eyes off you, and your treatment of the wounded is so beautiful, I can never learn it. "