When Wang Lang saw these people so unbearable, he was immediately angry. He walked to Lin Huo and the others, kicked them up, and shouted: "Get out, get out of the way!"

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

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

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

The extremely fearful soldiers followed Wang Lang tremblingly and carried the soldiers who were lying on the ground and wailing back to the tribe.

After finishing his work, Wang Lang looked at the wounded all over the ground and his face was as deep as water. Although the disaster did not cause casualties, there were more than twenty soldiers with different fractures and falls, which was undoubtedly a blow to the tribe.

"Chief, what should we do if these injured soldiers!" asked Tree Bark.

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

Upon hearing this, several people from the bark quickly organized soldiers to make wooden boards.

Due to Kong Er's arm fracture last time, they had seen Wang Lang's treatment process and knew what Wang Lang planned to do.

Lin Huo and the others commanded the soldiers and quickly sawed the wooden boards. Without making many, they hurriedly sent them to Wang Lang.

"Where do you hurt?" Wang Lang squatted beside a soldier and asked.

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

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

The soldier was so painful that he almost fainted from the pain.

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

Upon hearing this, the soldier quickly carefully supported the soldier's arm.

Wang Lang took a piece of wooden stick and said to the injured soldier: "If you bite this, it will hurt a lot in a while, you must hold it back."

The injured soldier nodded and said in pain: "Come on! Leader, I'm not afraid of pain!"

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

The soldier's face turned red, the blue veins on his neck burst out, and his muscles pulled out like a spasm.

"You fix the wooden board!" Wang Lang said to the helping soldiers.

The soldier swallowed and held two wooden boards nervously, not daring to let out a breath.

Wang Lang used a straw rope to fix the wooden board tightly, and put two relatively long straw ropes to hang the arm of the soldier in his hand on 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 get better."

The soldier smiled at Wang Lang gratefully.

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

The disaster occurred at noon, and it was not until the evening that Wang Lang had all the injured who had broken bones finished treatment.

Most of these people have broken limbs and some dislocated arms. The rest are all kinds of falls and abrasions, which are not serious.

Some people were arranged to take care of these injured soldiers. The exhausted Wang Lang didn't even have to take a bite of supper, and leaned against the wooden pier and fell asleep deeply.

The next day, Wang Lang got up, and the first thing he did was to go to the injured barracks to check the situation of the injured. Seeing that the injured showed no sign of deterioration, Wang Lang breathed a long sigh, comforted the soldiers for a few words, and immediately devoted himself to the post-disaster reconstruction work.

The earthquake caused by meteorites destroyed many houses and the tops of the brick kilns were all broken. All of this would be rebuilt, which was another extremely troublesome thing.

Wang Lang organized the tribe owners to clean up the damaged houses and arranged for people to build new houses in the original place. The top of the brick kiln was made of soil, and none of the four brick kilns were spared, which could be said to be completely scrapped.

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

After frowning and thinking for a while, Wang Lang called Mu Feng and said to him: "You can make some wooden boards that are about the width of these big pits, the more the better."

When Mu Feng heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. He took the people to the wood outside the tribe to select the right wood.

The sudden disaster disrupted the tribe's life rhythm. Now everyone in the tribe is constantly busy with post-disaster reconstruction.

Wang Lang took several guards to check the city wall.

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

Arranged 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 discovered iron ore. This disaster has given Wang Lang a glimmer of hope to discover iron.

However, Wang Lang does not dare to send people there to check it out now. Wang Lang is probably comparable to a small nuclear bomb in this meteorite impact. He is not sure if there is radiation at the impact location.

Even though I was extremely curious, I could only wait patiently for a while to see the situation.

The disaster relief work was proceeding in an orderly manner. On the third day, Jianya and Heishi brought a few soldiers to Yancun along the river.

When they saw the red brick wall, they were stunned. They hadn't been here for a few months, and the changes in Yancun almost made them unable to recognize them.

"Shi, is this really a Yan Village?" Jianya said idly.

Heishi swallowed and said, "It should be Yan Village, only the leader here."

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

"Our leader is a messenger of the gods, and it is normal for him to do miracles." Blackshi said in great respect.

"Yes! Yes! The leader is the messenger of the god!" Jianya nodded repeatedly and agreed.

Just when the two were feeling very moved, Wang Lang knew that the two were coming after the soldiers reported it, and brought a few people to greet them in person.

Seeing that Wang Lang had come out, several people hurriedly met him.

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

"Lang, it's been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect that Yan Village has changed so much!" Jianya laughed.

"There are still changes inside. Let's go and talk slowly into the tribe." Wang Lang smiled.

Along the way, everyone from Linhe looked around as if Liu Laolao had entered the Grand View Garden, and was extremely curious about everything here.

When passing by the injury camp, Jianya was stunned and said to Wang Lang: "Why are so many people injured?"
Chapter completed!