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

Fu Cang had almost finished dealing with the matters in the military camp. As soon as he rode out on his horse, he saw Mo Xiaonian head-on.

"Xiao Nian! Why are you here?"

Mo Xiaonian suddenly slumped his shoulders.

"Fu Cang, I'm so tired!"

Fu Cang knew that Mo Xiaonian and Linghua had been treating the wounded, and he felt so heartbroken that he got off the horse and carried her on its back with great care.

"Let me take you home to rest. You've traveled such a long way without even having time to rest, and you've treated so many wounded. It's strange that you're not tired."

"What else are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go see the injured and comfort them.

Although this was a great victory over the Seven Kills Tribe, it also allowed me to see the strength of the Seven Kills Tribe, which really should not be underestimated.

Those wounded soldiers fought bravely in the battle, and I need to visit them and encourage them.

By the way, how are the seriously injured now? "

"Except for the soldier whose arm was chopped off, the rest are out of danger. The high priest and Linghua are taking care of them.

As for the one who was most seriously injured, I have sutured his wound and the bleeding has stopped. However, he has lost too much blood, so I need to observe him carefully tonight to determine whether he can survive the critical period.

By the way, Fu Cang, you won't kick that soldier out of the barracks, right?"

"How could that be? He is a warrior of our tribe. I will not drive him away, but will treat him well so that others will not be disappointed."

"I'm just saying that you would never do such a thing. Come on, Fu Cang. I'll go with you to see the wounded.

Do you have anything else to do after seeing the wounded?"

"It's okay. Let's go home together after we finish watching."

Fu Cang appeared where the wounded were, and their spirits suddenly perked up.

The way they looked at Fu Cang was full of admiration and trust, which made Mo Xiaonian feel a little strange.

Fu Cang has only been the leader of the Yueluo tribe for a few months. Why has he already established such a high prestige in the army?

After returning home, Mo Xiaonian asked Fu Cang her questions.

Fu Cang laughed heartily.

"Why do you have so many questions in your mind? Let me tell you, I am the leader of the Moonfall Tribe and the highest-ranking officer in the military camp. At the same time, my martial arts value is the highest in the army. No one can beat me, and I can lead my soldiers to win battles. This is what an excellent leader should do.

Those soldiers all knew that when the time came to fight, as long as they put their lives in my hands, I would never let them down.

And the equipment that our army distributes to soldiers is something they have never seen before, and it will also make them feel convinced.”

Mo Xiaonian nodded, not quite understanding.

She really knows nothing about what goes on in the military.

Fortunately, Fu Cang is very talented in this aspect. Although there is no old chief to teach and lead him, he has done very well in just a few short months. Not only has he won the love of those soldiers, but the people in the tribe also respect and believe in him.

This is actually not an easy thing to do.

Mo Xiaonian was really tired. After washing up, she fell asleep while hugging Fu Cang.

To be honest, she hadn't been held in Fu Cang's arms to sleep for such a long time, and she really missed this warm and safe embrace.

The next morning while having breakfast, Mo Xiaonian told Fu Cang about the iron material.

This was the first time that Fu Cang had heard of an exact location after such a long period of inquiry, so he immediately became excited.

"Xiao Nian, it has to be you. I asked Hu Mu to take people out to inquire for such a long time, but there was no clue about the iron material. As a result, after you went out for such a trip, you actually brought me news. You are really the goddess of our tribe!"

"Of course! By the way, have you dealt with the Seven Killings Tribe's affairs? If we fight this battle, we will have a complete feud with the Seven Killings Tribe. I'm afraid it will be a fight to the death."

Fu Cang tapped his fingers on the table.

"That's not necessarily true. You've been in contact with Ruilian for a few days. What's your impression of him?"

"Rillian?"

Mo Xiaonian thought about it carefully, and then said, "I feel that Ruilian is definitely not as stupid as he appears to be, and he is definitely not without ambition at all. On the contrary, I feel that he is actually the most terrifying person in the Seven Killings Tribe.

He knows how to judge the situation and can bend and stretch. When something happens, he will do his best to protect himself from being hurt. This alone is something that many people cannot compare to.”

"Your summary is spot on. I feel the same way. Ruilian is definitely not an ordinary person.

He is actually very smart, and he is definitely not as indifferent to the position of successor to the leader of the Seven Kill Tribe as he seems.

But from my observation, the relationship between him and Tan Lang is probably not very good. Tan Lang doesn't care about his life or death, and Rui Lian didn't show too much worry when he saw Tan Lang was injured. "

"What? Tan Lang is injured?"

"That's right, in the battle that night, I not only severely injured Tan Lang, but also captured him.

At that time, I had an urge to kill Tan Lang, but I knew that now was not the time to kill him.

Tan Lang's eldest son and second son brought a lot of soldiers with them. If they come back and see that I have killed Tan Lang, they will definitely attack our tribe frantically. Even if they can't take over the tribe, facing these two mad dogs, we will definitely suffer huge losses.

This is extremely detrimental to our development and will instead give other tribes an opportunity to take advantage.

So I think it would be more beneficial for us to let Tan Lang stay in bed all the time, so that they won't have too much energy to fight us."

Mo Xiaonian nodded and agreed with Fu Cang's decision.

"Fu Cang, you have grown a lot compared to before. You now think about things from a long-term perspective and know what is more beneficial to our tribe. You are no longer like before, relying on your own courage and impulse to do many things.

Fu Cang, you are now a qualified leader."

Fu Cang's face turned a little red after being praised by Mo Xiaonian.

To be honest, Fu Cang doesn't care about what others say, but the same is true for Mo Xiaonian. For him, the happiest thing is to get Mo Xiaonian's affirmation.