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

Huihe suddenly didn't want to die anymore and wanted to explain the matter to these two people.

She saw the future in these two children, and for the sake of her people she had to make them forgive her.

So she said in a panic.

“In fact, our tribe had done business with the Seven Killings Tribe before.

The Bailing tribe has lived in the mountains for generations, making a living by collecting medicinal herbs. Although our tribe is small, we have some connections with the surrounding large tribes because a large part of their medicinal materials are purchased from us.

To be honest, Luan Xing's behavior this time made me feel extremely disgusted. He actually kidnapped my little grandson and threatened me with his life.

But the Qisha tribe is a large tribe, and my little grandson is still in his hands. I have no power to resist, so I can only follow his arrangement and rob and kill a woman on the way."

Fu Cang nodded.

The answer from the gray crane was consistent with his guess.

Mo Xiaonian had already figured out what was going on from Grey Crane's words, and felt that this Grey Crane was both pitiful and hateful.

But she didn't say much, just looked at Fu Cang.

Fu Cang and Mo Xiaonian looked at each other, pulled her to sit next to him, and then said to Huihe in a calm voice: "It's not a pity for you to die, but you still have such a big mess to deal with, you absolutely can't just die like this.

I don't care what reasons you had for robbing and killing the goddess, but now that you have done it, you must bear the consequences.

From today on, the Bailing tribe will completely disappear and be absorbed into our Yueluo tribe..."

There was a look of dejection on the grey crane's face.

She had guessed this result a long time ago, but she still felt heartbroken when Fu Cang said it to her face.

But now this result is already the best result.

After all, these warriors of the Yueluo tribe are all benevolent and righteous. They did not massacre all the people in their tribe. This must be the best result.

Gray Crane gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you very much, Chief, for not killing my people. I, Gray Crane, will repay you by working like a slave!"

Fu Cang smiled faintly.

"You don't have to work like a slave, and you don't have to worry about life and death. I understand your difficulties. Annexing your tribe is a punishment for you. However, whether your people can live a good life in the future is still up to you."

"I?"

Huihe was really confused and didn't understand what Fucang meant.

“Although you may not become the leader in the future, I hope you can help me calm the emotions of your people so that they can smoothly transition to the Moonfall Tribe and start a new life here.

You see, we have a clinic here, and we spent a lot of money to buy medicinal herbs. So after your people move here, they can continue their previous work and make a living by going into the mountains to collect herbs. If they don’t want to go into the mountains to collect herbs, they can also farm with our people. As long as they are hardworking, I can guarantee that their lives will be much better than before you lived in the mountains.”

Huihe believed what Fucang said.

She has seen the construction of the Yueluo tribe and the lives of the people.

The inside of the tribe was clean and tidy, and there were thousands of acres of fertile fields outside the tribe. However, the people in the tribe, both in terms of clothing and mental state, were not in the same class as the people in her tribe.

It is hard to imagine that the Yueluo tribe had just experienced a major disaster and fled from far away, and had only settled here for more than a year.

If the Moonfall Tribe is given a few more years, Grey Crane believes that this tribe will become the largest and richest tribe on this vast plain.

Without thinking too much, Huihe nodded vigorously and showed the most sincere smile to Fu Cang and Mo Xiaonian.

"I understand. Thank you, Chief and Goddess, for not killing me. My worthless life is indeed not worth dying for. If you two can really give me another chance, I will definitely assist your warriors and bring all the people here so that they will not have the slightest desire to resist. In the future, the Bailing Tribe will completely disappear, and they will all become the people of the Yueluo Tribe and live a good life here."

Seeing that the grey crane was quite sensible, Fu Cang nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, you are a good leader who is responsible for his people. Don't worry, I will have someone find out about your grandson and see if he can be rescued."

Although Fu Cang said this, there was already a look of despair in Huihe's eyes.

The plan to rob and kill the goddess has failed, and the Bailing tribe has been annexed by the Yueluo tribe. There is absolutely no possibility that Luanxing will spare the child's life.

He has always been a ruthless person, and Huihe knows this better than anyone else.

So her little grandson must be dead now.

Huihe clenched his fists tightly and suddenly knelt in front of Fucang.

"Chief, you don't have to comfort me. From now on, I, Huihe, and Luanxing will fight to the death. Although I am an old woman, I can still avenge my little grandson even if I risk my life.

But before that, I will definitely take care of the people and do my own work well."

Fu Cang knew very well that the child had most likely been murdered. Now that Huihe could think so clearly, it was a good thing for him.

With the help of the Grey Crane, the people of the Bailing Tribe migrated to the Yueluo Tribe very smoothly, and they did not show any resistance at all.

The geographical environment of the Yueluo tribe is unique. It is backed by the Qiyu Mountain, which is also rich in medicinal materials. The transportation is much more convenient than before. After the people from the Bailing tribe came here, they quickly adapted to life here.

Previously, the warriors of the Bailing tribe were incorporated into the army, and a large part of the people still retained their previous way of life, making a living by going into the mountains to collect herbs. Another small part, looking at the fertile fields of the Yueluo tribe, felt itchy in their hearts, so they tentatively opened up a small piece of land and started farming like the people of the Yueluo tribe.

Fu Cang handed over the task of arranging the people of the Bailing tribe to Yuelu and Humu, while he went to the Qisha tribe with the sickle and the gray crane.

The Qisha tribe no longer has the prosperity it once had.

The internal strife within the tribe caused huge damage to the tribe. In Fu Cang's eyes, the Qisha tribe has now become riddled with holes. It has declined from a large tribe to a medium-sized tribe.

Rui Lian has grown a lot during this period of time. The sloppy look on his face before has disappeared. After seeing Fu Cang, he just nodded coldly.

"Captain Fucang, are you here because the goddess was robbed and killed?"

"Yes."

Ruilian's eyes moved around Huihe's face.

"Who is this?"