When Wang Lang saw these people looking so unbearable, he immediately became angry, walked to the side of Lin Huo and them, raised his foot and kicked it, and shouted: "Get out, get out of here!" ”

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

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

After several people reacted, they followed Wang Lang and got the soldiers who were not injured.

The terrified soldiers trembled and followed Wang Lang to carry the soldiers who were lying on the ground and wailing back to the tribe.

Although there were no casualties in this disaster, there were more than 20 soldiers with different degrees of fractures and falls, which was undoubtedly a blow from the sky for the tribe.

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

"Go and prepare the narrow planks, I'm going to treat these broken soldiers." Wang Lang said quickly.

When the bark people heard this, they hurriedly organized soldiers to rush to make wooden planks.

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

Lin Huo commanded the soldiers, sawed the planks quickly, and hurriedly sent them to Wang Lang before they made a few.

"Where do you hurt!" Wang Lang asked, crouching next to a soldier.

"Arms! My arm hurts! The soldier said bitterly.

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

The soldier was touched by Wang Lang like this, and he almost fainted in pain.

Seeing this, Wang Lang didn't wait for him to answer. He said to a soldier next to him, "You hold his arm!" ”

When the soldier heard this, he hurriedly and carefully held the soldier's arm.

Wang Lang took a severed wooden stick and said to the wounded soldier: "If you bite this, it will hurt for a while, you must endure it." ”

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

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

The pain made the soldier's face turn red, the green tendons on his neck flare, and the muscles pumped out like spasms.

"You're fixing the plank!" Wang Lang said to the soldiers who were helping.

The soldier swallowed his saliva, nervously holding the two planks, and did not dare to take a mouthful.

Wang Lang used straw ropes to fix the planks to death, and made two relatively long straw ropes to hang the soldier's arms around his neck.

After doing all this, Wang Lang said to the soldier who was almost fainting: "Don't move this arm casually, don't worry, you will be fine." ”

The soldier smiled gratefully at Wang Lang.

After hurriedly treating the soldier, Wang Lang went to check on the situation of the other wounded non-stop.

The disaster occurred at noon, and it was not until the evening that Wang Lang finished treating all the wounded with broken bones.

Most of these people have broken limbs, some have dislocated arms, and the rest are all kinds of falls and abrasions, and there is no major problem.

Some people were arranged to take care of these wounded soldiers, and Wang Lang, who was exhausted, couldn't even take a bite of dinner, and leaned on the wooden pier and fell asleep.

The next day, Wang Lang got up, the first thing he did was to go to the wounded barracks to check the situation of the wounded, and seeing that the condition of the wounded showed no signs of deterioration, Wang Lang let out a long breath, comforted these soldiers a few words, and immediately devoted himself to the post-disaster reconstruction work.

The earthquake caused by the meteorite destroyed many houses, and the roof of the brick kiln was completely shattered, and all this was rebuilt, which was an extremely troublesome matter.

Wang Lang organized all the tribesmen, cleaned out the damaged houses, and arranged for people to build new houses in the original place, and the roofs of the brick kilns were made of clay, and none of the four brick kilns were spared, so to speak, they were completely scrapped.

Looking at these four big pits, Wang Lang frowned, if the brick kiln is re-excavated, it will obviously take a long time, and it is also extremely laborious to fill these big pits.

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

When Mu Feng heard this, he didn't ask much, and hurriedly went to the wood outside the tribe to choose the right wood.

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

Wang Lang took a few guards and inspected the city wall.

This brick and earth structure of the city wall has withstood the test of this earthquake, although there are cracks in one or two bricks, but the overall is still very strong, which makes Wang Lang feel that this is a blessing in misfortune.

With all the people arranged, Wang Lang stood on the city wall and watched the direction of the meteorite's fall.

Although Wang Lang doesn't know much about meteorites, but in his impression, there are often some iron meteorites among these meteorites, and the tribe has not found iron ore at present.

But Wang Lang does not dare to send people there to check now, this meteorite impact, Wang Lang is estimated to be comparable to a small nuclear bomb, and it is not sure whether there is radiation at the impact site.

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

The relief work proceeded in an orderly manner, and on the third day, Jianya and Heishi led a few soldiers down the river to Yancun.

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

"Shi, is this really Salt Village?" Firm Tooth said dumbfoundedly.

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

"How can a human being build something like this, this is a miracle, a miracle!" Jianya said excitedly as he looked at the tall wall.

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

"That's right! Right! The leader is a messenger of the gods! Jianya nodded in agreement.

Just when the two of them were sighing with emotion, Wang Lang knew that the two were coming after the soldier's report, and took a few people to greet them in person.

Seeing Wang Lang coming out, several people hurriedly greeted him.

The dentures opened their arms and gave Wang Lang a big hug.

"Lang, it's been a long time, I didn't expect such a big change here in Yancun!" Jianya laughed.

"The big changes are still inside, let's go into the tribe and talk slowly." Wang Lang said with a smile.

Along the way, the people who came to the river 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 and sick camp, Jianya was stunned and said to Wang Lang: "Why are so many people injured?" ”

Wang Lang sighed and said, "This matter is a long story, and I will talk to you slowly in a while." ”