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

Before Fu Cang could say anything, the sickle standing next to Fu Cang became unhappy.

"You are quite good at taking advantage!"

Fu Cang raised his hand to stop Shandao from speaking, then lifted the reins and walked to the middle position.

"Okay, if that's the case, I'll agree to your request.

But since it is a competition, it is not just about winning or losing, it is also a matter of life and death. After all, swords have no eyes, right? If you promise me now that in this competition, both of us will fight to the death without regrets, then I will agree to your request."

Na Tu frowned and looked at Fu Cang for a long time.

Since Fucan dared to say this, the risk of this competition was raised to the highest level.

But where does he get such strong confidence?

He may not know that he did not get the position of leader for nothing, but obtained it after fighting throughout the entire tribe and defeating all powerful enemies.

He believed that with his kung fu skills, he was invincible.

Now this young man Fu Cang actually dares to challenge me, he is so bold!

Therefore, Na Tu responded confidently: "Okay, since I have proposed to fight you, I will fight to the death without any regrets!

Soldiers of the Bullfighting Tribe, listen to my orders. I am competing with Chief Fu Cang fairly. During the competition, no matter if I or Fu Cang is killed, you just need to continue doing what you should do and don't take revenge for us!"

After Na Tu finished speaking, he drew out his sword and pointed it at Fu Cang from a distance: "Come on! Today I will show you how powerful I am!"

Fu Cang smiled and waved to Shi Tou, and then Shi Tou handed Fu Cang a very strange rectangular iron box.

Na Tu looked over curiously and saw Fu Cang fiddle with the iron box, which opened automatically, revealing a lot of strange weapons inside.

Natu took a breath.

This thing of Fu Cang looks so advanced!

Fu Cang pulled out a knife that he was familiar with and put it behind his waist, then he shook the spear in his hand and rushed directly towards the picture.

Na Tu was full of confidence before the fight, but after really fighting with Fu Cang, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

After Fu Cang and Na Tu started fighting, the tense expressions of Sickle and Stone finally gradually relaxed.

They had heard of Natu's name before, how he was the bravest warrior in the tribe and how he was invincible.

Before, the two of them were really worried that Fu Cang would not be a match for these two people.

But after the fight, both of them felt relieved.

Fu Cang is definitely not weaker than Na Tu, and he is younger, stronger, and has so many advanced weapons to support him.

Therefore, there is absolutely no possibility that Fu Cang will lose this competition.

Fu Cang really did not disappoint them. After fighting with Na Tu for less than ten moves, Fu Cang used a spear to knock the long sword in Na Tu's hand away.

The bullfighting tribe suddenly fell into chaos.

If the weapon is knocked away during the competition, there is no chance for the leader to turn the situation around!

Natu's deputy general was about to rush forward when he saw this, but Scythe and the others were not wasted, as they directly blocked the rescue route of these people.

"Didn't you hear what your tribal leader said just now? Since it's a duel, it's a matter between two people. There's no grudge even if we fight to the death, and no outsiders can interfere!"

Deputy General Natu's eyes turned red.

"But your leader is about to kill our leader! If your leader is at a disadvantage now, would you still say that?"

"Yes, I will not complain even if I am beaten to death!"

"Get out of here!"

The deputy general wanted to knock down the sickle, but he didn't expect that he was no match for the sickle at all. After only three rounds of fighting, he was stabbed to death by the sickle.

At the same time, when Fu Cang met Na Tu, he slashed the spear in his hand across his neck.

A series of screams came from the direction of Natu's family, and Natu's sons struggled desperately to save their father.

The Yueluo tribe would not give them this opportunity. They raised their swords and killed the heir of Natu.

All of a sudden, all the troops brought by Natu were in chaos.

The leader was dead! The deputy general was dead, and even the leader's successor was dead. They didn't know what to do or whose orders to obey. They could only run around like headless flies, and were finally captured by Fu Cang's soldiers.

At the end of a great battle, Fu Cang's army suffered 229 casualties, while the death toll of the Douniu tribe soldiers was 517, 1,500 were captured, and some of the remaining soldiers ran back to the Douniu tribe.

Fu Cang naturally could not miss this opportunity, and he pursued the victory and directly took the Bullfighting Tribe into his possession.

This battle started suddenly and ended very quickly. It took only three days for the Moonfall Tribe to defeat the Bullfighting Tribe.

When Fu Cang returned triumphantly like a great hero, all the people of the Yueluo tribe came out to line the streets to welcome him, and Mo Xiaonian was so creative that she personally embroidered a flag of the king's return and waved it in the wind.

When Fu Cang finished dealing with everything and returned home, what he saw was Mo Xiaonian's beautiful smile.

Fu Cang really couldn't control his feelings of missing Mo Xiaonian, and hugged her in his arms.

"Are you worried?"

Mo Xiaonian shook his head.

"No, I have great confidence in you now. I know you will win. Besides, I am not alone now. Even if you are not at home, there are two other people with me!"

Fu Cang raised his head suspiciously and looked around.

"Another person? Who?"

Looking at Fu Cang's silly look, Mo Xiaonian chuckled.

"You are so stupid!"

She pulled Fu Cang's hand and covered her belly.

"Our child is here. He will always be with me, waiting with me for his father to return as a king!"

There was confusion in Fu Cang's eyes at first, and then there was great surprise.

At that moment he suddenly had a very mysterious feeling.

He has offspring! His tribe will also have a smart and powerful successor!

This proves that their Yueluo tribe has taken root in this land and can reproduce and continue from generation to generation!

His eyes passed through their warm little home and saw the vast plain and even the other side of Qi Yushan Mountain.

Everywhere you look is the king’s land!

Everything here will be the kingdom he will conquer for his descendants in the future!

Their Moonfall Tribe will no longer be an unknown small tribe, but will become the rulers of this vast plain.

-End of the book-