My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 286 Brainwashing...

Who would have thought that the commander, who always treated them with such disdain, would be so humane today...

They actually let them all get on the bus. Waaah, it was because they used to curse the regimental commander too loudly. Imperial Censor Yan secretly reflected on this.

Actually, the group leader's family are all incredibly kind people. It's just that their own families were disappointing and didn't leave a good impression on the group leader's family from the start.

"Hurry up!" Xin Wenyuan called out to the people from Xiagoutou Village behind him. "Hey, Village Chief Chen, get your people on the bus quickly so we can travel faster and have more time to rest."

The village chief of Xiagoutou Village was so grateful that he almost shed tears. A group of villagers hurriedly tried to kneel down and kowtow, but Xin Wenyuan impatiently shouted at them twice before they quickly got into the car.

Including the Yan family, the Lu family, the Jiang family, and the fifty-nine people from Xiagoutou Village, there are now more than six hundred people in total.

A hundred oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages were indeed enough to transport the passengers, which shows that Xin Laoliu had calculated the number of people from the beginning and released so many vehicles.

Having a car to get around naturally saves a lot of effort, which makes the hardworking oxen and horses feel very sorry for Xin Laoliu.

After a day of hauling, people are immediately organized to unload the trucks, wash and clean the cattle and horses, feed them top-quality feed, and give them the most energizing farm lake water to drink.

The cattle and horses were so lively and energetic. They ran all day without showing any signs of fatigue, and were all jumping around.

While everyone rested at night, Xin Nian took the cattle and horses back to a separate space to recuperate, caring for them even more than she cared for people...

The group gradually adapted to Xin Laoliu's training pace.

They traveled for two days and then rode in a horse-drawn carriage for one day, then traveled for two more days and then rode in a horse-drawn carriage for another day. Everyone actually thought it was quite good and didn't complain about Xin Laoliu's stinginess at all.

After two tiring days, being able to take a car on the third day is incredibly comfortable. Everyone is eagerly anticipating the ride, and having that thought in mind gives me extra motivation.

In fact, the cattle and horses that Lao Liu had were enough for her to change the number of people going into battle several times, so she didn't need to leave at all...

But she didn't. Her team's motto was that they had to run on their own. The current environment wasn't good, so they had to adapt on their own.

People who cannot adapt to their environment will eventually be eliminated by it.

Don't let the fact that these elderly folks aren't in great shape fool you. Ever since the exile began, our group has been training them every day, and their leg strength and physique have improved.

Now even the wealthy ladies who used to be out of breath after walking three steps can walk for most of the day without panting.

During that month of stationing, everyone trained in the camp, and it paid off; their skills proved invaluable at crucial moments.

Through this daily brainwashing, the group members developed an extraordinary trust in Lao Liu...

Sometimes, Lao Xin couldn't even bear to look at his own daughter. Seriously, she was even worse off than during the apocalypse.

Walking and riding in cars, riding in cars and walking again, another half month passed in the blink of an eye, and a vast expanse of ruins appeared before my eyes.

The ruins of the abandoned city, scattered at varying heights, appeared before everyone.

Xin Mochen used a ball of fire to burn away the scorched earth in front of him, revealing half of a stone slab underground.

Everyone crowded around to take a look, their eyes lighting up with joy. "We've arrived at the border town."

Old Xin picked up the hand-drawn map, glanced at it, and pointed to a spot on the side. "Little Fatty, is this it?"

Xiao Jinzhi nodded repeatedly, "Uncle, it's only a day's journey from here to Wenjun County. From there, it's another two days' journey, and we'll be out of the pass."

"Really? That Ice Wasteland is located beyond the pass?"

"Well, strictly speaking, that place is a no-man's-land. On the map, it's within the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, but in reality..." In reality, nobody wants that wretched place.

"The Ice Wasteland is cold all year round, but it has been burned by heavenly fire, so the situation may be different now."

Old Gu rubbed his hands and hopped over to the group. "Come on, we're all here now, we have to go and take a look. I've done some calculations, and the Ice Wasteland is a great place."

"Even if there is no oasis now, once my niece's mother passes away, she can create an oasis with a wave of her hand."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded repeatedly with hopeful eyes.

Oases are wonderful! After walking for more than half a month, covered in dust and unbearably hot, looking back, the month I spent living in the forest before was pure bliss.

Xin Wenyuan glanced around at the ruins of the city and its walls, and found a relatively flat spot for everyone to rest for the night. They would then make a final push through the border town ruins the next morning.

The temperature has now dropped to around 20 degrees Celsius, and only to the teens at night, so it's a bit chilly.

Everyone felt that the quilts they had carried all the way had finally come in handy, and it seemed that their efforts had not been in vain.

Xin Wenyuan gestured a few times behind him, just as he was telling everyone to find a place to rest nearby, when a ghostly wail came from the other side.

A group of people made a high-profile appearance under the cover of night, carrying hoes and knives, heading straight for their group while shouting, "Surround them! Surround them!"

Before the commander could even give the order, Zhao Jianghe and the others were already furious. What kind of bastards were they? A mere dozen or so people dared to form a gang and rob and plunder, trying to take on so many of them?!

Zhao Jianghe rushed over with his knife on his shoulder and, without saying a word, slashed down the leader who was shouting "surround them!"

The Zhao siblings, Zhao Hu and Zhao Xun, followed closely behind, along with a string of boys who pounced on them. In no time, they pinned the whimpering people to the ground, unable to lift their heads.

The leader was stabbed in the leg and slashed in the waist, bleeding profusely and terrified. He immediately begged for mercy, "Hero, spare my life!"

What's going on? These people don't seem like refugees who have fled from war; how come they're all so strong?
These bandits had been entrenched in the border town for a long time, and had encountered many groups of refugees fleeing in the past. It could be said that they could easily rob each group without any suspense.

A few days ago, I encountered a group of refugees from North County, numbering over a thousand, and they easily took advantage of me and made me pay their tolls.

But strangely enough, we ran into a brick wall today.

Who would have thought that this seemingly weak and disabled group actually harbored so many capable young men?

These people really went for it from the start. His dozen or so men, who usually seemed brave, couldn't even last three moves against them and were all pinned to the ground.

"Let go, let go."

"Give it to me." Zhao Hu slapped the bandit across the face and pulled a packet of food wrapped in oil paper from the man's arms.

When I opened it, wow, it was still a hot potato pancake.

Without the commander even giving an order, Zhao Jianghe and his men, familiar with the place, forced the bandits to reveal the location of their hideout and ransacked them.

Hearing that the bandits' den wasn't far from here, he immediately told the leader that he was willing to take his brothers there.

Everyone was very enthusiastic. It had been a long time since they raided a bandit stronghold, and they happened to run into one. They were all experienced and did it very skillfully, without needing the leader to lead the team at all.

Xin Wenyuan nodded. "Go ahead, have Number One and Number Two follow you, and come back to calculate everyone's points."

Upon hearing about the points system, everyone raised their hands to indicate that they wanted to follow Zhao Jianghe, and so the group of over a hundred people left in a flurry.