wild trail

Chapter 209 After the Natural Disaster
Seeing these people's unbearable appearance, Wang Lang immediately lost his temper. He walked up to Lin Huo and the others, kicked them, and shouted: "Get out of here, get out of here!"

After being punched and kicked by Wang Lang, the leaders stood up tremblingly.

"Don't be cold, quickly get these soldiers up and help the wounded!" Wang Lang roared.

After a few people reacted, they followed Wang Lang and got the uninjured soldiers up.

The terrified soldiers followed Wang Lang tremblingly to carry those soldiers who were lying on the ground back to the tribe.

After finishing his work, looking at the wounded all over the ground, Wang Lang's face sank like water. Although no casualties were caused by this disaster, there were more than [-] soldiers with varying degrees of fractures and falls. It was undoubtedly a blow from the sky.

"Leader, what about these wounded soldiers!" Bark asked.

"Go prepare the narrow plank, I want to treat these broken soldiers." Wang Lang said quickly.

Hearing the news, Bark and the others hurriedly organized soldiers to make planks.

Because Kong Er's arm was broken last time, they had seen Wang Lang's treatment process and knew what Wang Lang was going to do.

Lin Huo and the others commanded the soldiers to quickly saw the boards, and they sent them to Wang Lang after they didn't finish a few.

"Where is your pain?" Wang Lang asked while squatting beside a soldier.

"Arm! Arm hurts!" the soldier said in pain.

Wang Lang touched the soldier's forearm and said, "Is it here?"

The soldier was so touched by Wang Lang that he almost fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, Wang Lang didn't wait for him to answer.Said to a soldier beside him: "You hold his arm!"

Hearing this, the soldier hurriedly and carefully supported the soldier's arm.

Wang Lang took a piece of wooden stick and said to the injured soldier, "Bite this, it will hurt very soon, you must hold back."

The wounded soldier nodded and said in pain, "Come on! Chief, I'm not afraid of pain!"

Wang Lang nodded, took a deep breath, and firmly clamped the two wooden boards on the soldier's forearm.

The soldier's face turned red from the pain, the veins on his neck bulged, and his muscles pulled out like spasms.

"You fixed the board!" Wang Lang said to the soldiers who helped.

The soldier swallowed, holding the two boards nervously, not daring to breathe out.

Wang Lang fixed the plank tightly with straw ropes, and made two longer straw ropes to hang the arms of the soldiers in his hands around his neck.

After doing all this, Wang Lang said to the soldier who was about to faint: "Don't move this arm casually, don't worry, you will get better."

The soldier smiled gratefully at Wang Lang.

After hastily treating the soldier, Wang Lang went to check on the conditions of the other wounded without stopping.

The disaster happened at noon, and it was not until evening that Wang Lang treated all the wounded with fractures.

Most of these people had broken limbs, some had dislocated arms, and the rest were all kinds of falls and bruises, nothing serious.

Some people were arranged to take care of these wounded soldiers. The exhausted Wang Lang didn't even bother to have a bite of dinner, leaning on the wooden pier and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when Wang Lang got up, the first thing he did was to go to the wounded barracks to check the condition of the wounded. Seeing that the condition of the wounded showed no signs of deterioration, Wang Lang let out a long breath, comforted the soldiers, and immediately went to the post-disaster During reconstruction work.

The earthquake caused by the meteorite destroyed many houses, and the roofs of the brick kilns were all shattered. All of these would have to be rebuilt, which was another extremely troublesome matter.

Wang Lang organized all the people in the tribe, cleared out the damaged houses, and arranged for people to build new houses in the original places. The roofs of the brick kilns were made of clay, and none of the four brick kilns were spared. It can be said that they were completely scrapped. up.

Looking at the four big pits, Wang Lang frowned. It would obviously take a long time to re-excavate the brick kiln, and it would be extremely laborious to fill these big pits.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Wang Lang called Mu Feng and said to him, "Now go and make some planks that are about as wide as these big pits, the more the better."

When Mu Feng heard the words, he didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly led people to the timber alignment outside the tribe to choose the suitable timber.

The sudden disaster disrupted the rhythm of life of the tribe, and now all the people in the tribe are busy with reconstruction after the disaster.

Wang Lang took a few guards and went around the city wall to check.

The brick-and-soil structure of the city wall withstood the test of the earthquake. Although there were cracks in one or two bricks, the overall structure was still extremely strong, which made Wang Lang feel that this was a blessing in misfortune.

After arranging everyone, Wang Lang stood on the city wall and watched the direction of the meteorite falling.

Although Wang Lang doesn't know much about meteorites, in his impression, some iron meteorites often appear among these meteorites. At present, the tribe has not found iron ore. This disaster gave Wang Lang a glimmer of hope to find iron.

But Wang Lang didn't dare to send people there to check it now. Wang Lang estimated that this meteorite impact could be compared with a small nuclear bomb. He was not sure if there was radiation at the impact site.

Even if you are extremely curious, you can only wait patiently for a while to see the situation.

The disaster relief work was carried out in an orderly manner. On the third day, Jianya and Heishi led several soldiers to Yancun along the river.

When they saw the red brick wall, they were stunned. They hadn't been here for several months, and the changes in Yancun made them almost unrecognizable.

"Shi, is this really a salt village?" Jian Ya said blankly.

Heishi swallowed his saliva and said, "It should be Yancun, only the leaders exist here."

"How can humans build such a thing? This is a miracle, a miracle!" Jian Ya said excitedly looking at the tall wall.

"Our leader is the messenger of the gods, and it is normal to perform miracles." Heishi said with great reverence.

"Yes! Yes! The leader is the messenger of the gods!" Jian Ya nodded in agreement.

When the two were deeply moved, Wang Lang knew that the two had arrived after being reported by the soldiers, so he took a few people to greet them in person.

Seeing Wang Lang coming out, several people rushed to meet him.

Jian Ya opened his arms and gave Wang Lang a big hug.

"Lang, it's been a long time. I didn't expect Yancun to change so much!" Jian Ya laughed.

"The big changes are still inside, let's go, let's talk slowly when we enter the tribe." Wang Lang laughed.

Along the way, the people from Linhe looked left and right as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, and they were extremely curious about everything here.

When passing by the wounded camp, Jian Ya was taken aback, and said to Wang Lang, "Why are so many people injured?"

Wang Lang sighed and said, "It's a long story, I'll talk to you slowly in a while."

(End of this chapter)