The bandits were too fast.

There was absolutely no time for the panicked and helpless villagers to react.

The bandits had broken into several houses at the village entrance, and pitiful screams could be heard coming from the courtyards.

"Ah, help!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Waaaaah, let go of my daughter! She's only ten years old!"

By the time Su Yunhai had gathered more than a dozen men, the bandits had already ravaged four or five households.

Seeing the villagers armed with sickles, hoes, and wooden sticks, ready to resist them, the bandits sat on their horses and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, you piece of trash think you can fight against us!"

"If you know what's good for you, put down your weapons and hand over your food, water, and women. We might consider sparing your lives!"

Su Yunhai was a retired soldier in his previous life, and seeing this scene made his blood boil.

He drew an arrow, nocked it, and shot it at the speaker without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

An arrow pierced the speaker's heart, but it did not stop, continuing to fly backward.

The bandits behind the villager were surprised by the villager's incredible strength; the arrow pierced straight through the man in front of him and into his chest.

The bandits, who had previously been arrogant and dismissive of the villagers, immediately changed their expressions and became more cautious.

"Kill! Kill the one with the bow and arrow first to avenge our brothers!"

For an instant.

The bandits rode their large horses and charged towards the villagers.

Fortunately, it only took a few breaths.

The old village chief has already organized a group of villagers to come and provide support.

Seeing that they outnumbered the bandits, the villagers' fear lessened, and they rushed forward to fight the bandits to the death.

If they don't fight the bandits now, sooner or later these bandits will turn their knives on them from house to house.

They'll all die sooner or later.

Why not give it your all now!

The Su family members had already hidden themselves away.

Only Su Ping'an, who was a regular martial arts practitioner, mustered up his courage and joined the battle.

Shen Shuli was also busy.

She leaped onto the wall and onto the roof of the east wing, where she set up a sniper rifle and aimed it at the bandits.

They saw that the bandits had already started fighting with the villagers.

The bandits, riding tall horses, had a clear advantage, and it took three or four villagers to barely deal with one of them.

When the villagers couldn't defeat the bandits, they would stab the horses beneath them.

Su Yunhai managed to shoot and kill three bandits before they could react, but he was then surrounded by four bandits and could no longer use his bow and arrows.

He drew his sharp Tang sword and fought the four bandits with agile skill.

It doesn't look like something a 200-pound fat person could do.

Seeing her father gradually losing ground, Shen Shuli seized the opportunity and immediately opened fire as a sniper.

Su Yunhai witnessed a bandit's head explode with splattered flesh, and he immediately looked in that direction.

He could vaguely see a figure standing at the head of his house, and without guessing, he knew it was his daughter secretly helping him.

Su Yunhai's aura surged instantly; he abandoned defense and launched a full-scale attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

In a short time, Shen Shuli had already shot and killed seven or eight bandits.

Not only did they avert the crisis for Su Yunhai, they also saved several villagers who were nearly killed by bandits.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

All thirty bandits were slaughtered.

At Su Yunhai's request, two people were spared.

Peach Blossom Village narrowly won the battle.

However, eight villagers died, five were seriously injured, and the other villagers who participated in the fight all had knife wounds.

The old village chief was nearly sixty years old and did not participate in the battle, but he kept a close eye on the situation from a nearby corner.

He never expected that all the bandits would be killed by the villagers!

Seeing that the crisis was over, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his wildly beating heart and gasping for breath.

"We won, we actually won..."

Su Yunhai wiped the blood from his face and saw that all the villagers were limp on the ground, and the survivors had expressions of relief on their faces.

He could only take responsibility and assign tasks to those who were still able to move.

He instructed someone to notify the entire village to come and help.

Those who needed to be buried should be buried, and the village doctor, Dr. Zhang, should be asked to treat the wounded.

They also needed to find someone to help dispose of the bandits' bodies.

Each of these bandits had a horse; most of their horses died in the fighting, while twelve remained unharmed.

This is today's biggest trophy.

Su Yunhai was currently looting the bodies of the bandits one by one.

The harvest is huge.

All the loose silver, copper coins, and banknotes added up to over a thousand taels.

I wonder which village these bandits raided last time.

The old village chief also adjusted his mindset and quickly came over to help arrange tasks.

Seeing the large pile of silver notes that Su Yunhai handed over, he quickly waved his hand and refused.

"Dahai, you deserve the most credit for repelling the bandits today. You should keep this silver."

Su Yunhai shook his head and refused, stuffing the silver into the village chief's arms.

Because there were so many, the village chief was caught off guard, and more than half of them fell to the ground.

"Village chief, many people in the village contributed today, and several even died at the hands of bandits. You'll have to trouble yourself to figure out how to distribute the silver, horses, and other spoils of war among those who helped."

Su Yunhai had no desire to take on extra work for himself, nor did he want to deal with the trivial matters that might arise if someone felt the distribution was unfair.

The old village chief thought Su Yunhai's words made a lot of sense.

He needs to think carefully about how to allocate the funds most reasonably.

Villagers came out one after another to help, and soon they dumped the bandit's body on the back mountain.

The cries of family members who witnessed their husbands and sons die in battle echoed throughout the village.

The atmosphere in the entire village was like a dark cloud, and everyone worked in silence.

Su Yunhai deliberately left two people alive. He dragged one in each hand and found a secluded place to interrogate them.

Today's events are too strange. According to the information my daughter provided, this accident shouldn't have happened today.

Shen Shuli and Shen Yuehua found Su Yunhai in the crowd and quickly ran over to ask him about his condition.

The two men's eyes instantly turned red when they saw the long bloody gash on Old Su's back.

"Old Su, how badly are you injured? Why don't you hurry up and find a doctor to bandage you? What are you doing here? The bandits' knives are covered in filth. What if you get an infection?" Shen Yuehua was heartbroken and tears streamed down her face as she pulled Su Yunhai to find a doctor.

"Cough cough, don't worry, it's just a superficial injury. I'll go after I've taken care of these two." Su Yunhai quickly explained to his wife and daughter.

"Mom, don't worry, let Dad drink the spring water first."

Under the cover of the two, Shen Shuli filled a liter of spiritual spring water and watched her father drink it all.

Su Yunhai felt a warmth in his heart from his daughter's concern; wasn't this much more considerate than his rebellious sons?

"Hehe, my daughter is so thoughtful, then Dad won't be polite." After saying that, Su Yunhai drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation.

There was a lot of food, and he couldn't help but let out a burp.

"Dad, the effect might be a bit obvious, remember to cover it up," Shen Shuli reminded him.

"Don't worry, I have experience."

At this moment, the second brother, Su Ping'an, pursed his lips and leaned over.

Su Ping'an, who was over 1.9 meters tall, bent over and craned his neck to look at the three people in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Father, Mother, what are you whispering about here?"

Shen Shuli and the other two then noticed that Su Pingan had two wounds on his body.

The three immediately realized that he had also just participated in the battle.

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