Can diligence compensate for lack of talent? But I'm a martial arts genius!

After pondering for a while, Su Changqing looked at Zhou Huai's eager eyes and slowly nodded: "Alright, then I will lend you a hand, but if we obtain the spoils... I want half of them."

Dealing with bandits inevitably involves bloodshed, and the price for asking Su Changqing to take action is not just supplying him with Eight Treasures Soup at cost price; Su Changqing needs half of the spoils of war!

As for whether they can deal with this gang of bandits who have managed to infiltrate a small place like Woniu Town and wreak havoc, even if they have the strength, it should be within their capabilities!

This made Zhou Huai hesitate slightly, but looking at the calm and composed Su Changqing, Zhou Huai gritted his teeth and said, "Alright! If we successfully wipe out this group of bandits, Mr. Niu can have half of the spoils!"

Ultimately, they haven't wiped out this band of bandits yet. If Su Changqing can really help them eliminate the bandits, they would accept half of the spoils.

"make a deal."

A smile appeared on Su Changqing's face beneath the hood, and he reached an agreement with Zhou Huai.

"At midnight two days from now, please have Mr. Niu meet us at the maple forest north of Woniu Town."

Zhou Huai then arranged a meeting place with Su Changqing, and Su Changqing agreed.

After exchanging words and agreeing to a deal, the two sides took their leave.

"Sigh... I hope this Mr. Niu can really help us. Those bandits are not simple. They robbed a wealthy family with a martial artist in charge before. There must be a martial artist among them. As for our militia... our quality is not much better than that of ordinary people."

As Zhou Huai left, he was secretly worried.

The so-called militia was not a regular army at all. The militiamen were actually just a group of ordinary farmers who farmed as usual and were only occasionally selected for training for a few days. Their equipment and quality were appalling, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them a rabble. Only a few of them could be considered as combat-ready!

Zhou Huai could only hope that this "Mr. Niu" truly possessed the rumored abilities!

"Then let's meet those bandits in two days."

Su Changqing, on the other hand, was not greatly troubled. He would just act according to circumstances. He returned home and went to bed to rest. The next morning, he went into the mountains to gather firewood and practice his cultivation as usual.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

At midnight, the full moon hangs high in the sky, draping everything in the darkness in a silvery veil.

Meanwhile, more than thirty people had gathered outside the maple forest north of Woniu Town.

Most of these people were of average build, some even pale and thin, seemingly malnourished, no different from the common people in the fields. Their equipment was also very poor; they were not wearing any armor, but simply cotton armor with studs sewn on.

This group of people were the militia of Woniu Town.

"Do...do I really have to fight those powerful people? My wife and children still need me to support them..."

"I enlisted in the militia because I wanted to avoid some taxes... I don't want to die!"

The militiamen were filled with unease, their faces pale. They were all ordinary people from Woniu Town or nearby villages who had joined the militia to avoid corvée labor and taxes. They were farmers and had only trained for a few days. The news that they would have to fight bandits with real weapons made them even more anxious!

Zhou Huai, dressed in armor inlaid with metal plates, noticed this scene and felt helpless. As the regimental commander, he was well aware of the quality of these militiamen, otherwise he would not have thought of seeking outside help.

"They're here!"

Zhou Huai's ears suddenly twitched, as if he had sensed something. He looked up and saw a tall, masked man in black slowly approaching from the darkness not far away.

The one who arrived was none other than Su Changqing, who had come as promised.

"Master Zhou."

Su Changqing nodded to Zhou Huai.

Seeing the confused and wary looks on the faces of the militiamen, Zhou Huai said excitedly, "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Niu, the number one expert in our Woniu Town area. Chen Feihu of the Tiger Gang was killed by Mr. Niu. He will help us wipe out those bandits!"

"I heard that Mr. Niu was responsible for wiping out the Tiger Gang!"

"Excellent! I never expected Lord Zhou to be able to invite this Mr. Niu!"

These words startled everyone, and they immediately began to whisper excitedly among themselves. Some of them had heard of "Mr. Niu," and since he was one of their own, the bandit suppression today would be much safer.

Seeing this, Zhou Huai nodded secretly, and then pressed his advantage, saying, "Let's set off and complete the mission before dawn!"

"yes!"

A group of more than 30 people, led by Zhou Huai, headed in a grand procession towards Tiger Mountain Ravine in the north of the town.

Tiger Mountain Ravine is a desolate mountain about 10 or 20 miles from Woniu Town. According to the intelligence Zhou Huai obtained, the bandits were hiding in Tiger Mountain Ravine.

In the stillness of the night, Tiger Mountain Stream was completely silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects and calls of birds.

At this moment, in a grove of trees deep in Tiger Mountain Ravine, three figures are sitting around a campfire.

The three men had different appearances, but all of them had a fierce demeanor.

"Brother, are we really going to seek refuge with that Yellow Heavenly King?"

Among the three, a man with a cold demeanor frowned slightly and spoke.

Huang Tianwang is the leader of the largest uprising army in Dafeng County in recent years. It is said that his martial arts skills are unfathomable and he has gathered a group of outlaws, making him quite powerful.

"Well, now that the three of us brothers have accumulated some fame and capital, we'll be more valued when we go to serve King Huang."

The leader was a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a refined appearance. He nodded and said, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The three brothers were all wanted criminals who had lived on the edge of death. They knew that their petty crimes in this small village and town would never amount to anything, so they might as well join the more powerful "Heavenly King Army" for a better future!

"Three leaders, our men have spotted a group of people entering the mountains. Judging from their appearance, they should be militia from Woniu Town!"

As the three were talking, a bandit wearing leather armor strode over and hurriedly addressed them.

"The militia of Woniu Town? A bunch of militia dares to come at us?"

By the fire, one of the three men, a fat man who looked like a small mountain of flesh, couldn't help but grin when he heard this.

Both the cold-faced man and the refined man revealed a strange look in their eyes. They were no ordinary bandits. A group of militiamen coming to find them? They were practically courting death!

The refined-looking man stood up, a hint of murderous intent creeping into his expression. He coldly ordered, "Have all the brothers prepare to meet the enemy!"

"yes!"

The bandit responded and quickly left.

The obese man licked his lips and chuckled coldly, "After killing these militiamen, we can go and plunder Woniu Town. We'll definitely make a fortune then!"

As long as we kill the militiamen of Woniu Town and take their heads to Woniu Town, it will surely create a huge shock to Woniu Town, and we can then take the opportunity to sweep through Woniu Town!

"Splash!"

On the mountain path of Tiger Mountain Ravine, Su Changqing, Zhou Huai and their group went deeper and deeper, and could hear the sound of mountain springs flowing from the depths of Tiger Mountain Ravine.

"Be careful, everyone!"

At that moment, Su Changqing's ears twitched slightly as he heard a faint sound, like the cracking sound of a huge creature crushing dry branches and fallen leaves.

"Enemy attack!"

At this moment, the other militiamen were also startled, seeing a figure rushing out of the woods ahead.

It was a fat man, nearly two meters tall, wearing a heavy leather armor, yet displaying an agility that belied his appearance, pouncing like a cheetah.

"Charge!"

Zhou Huai shouted, and his confidants also straightened up and stepped forward. The four of them formed a line, raised their nearly three-meter-long spears, and thrust them at the chest, abdomen, and other vital points of the fat man who was rushing towards them.

But the obese man suddenly moved his hands, accurately grabbing or tucking the spear that was thrust at him with his arms and ribs.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

A burst of wild laughter erupted, and the fat man suddenly swung his arms, unleashing an unparalleled force that sent the four militiamen sprawling and tumbling about in disarray!

"These are no ordinary bandits; they are martial artists at the Blood Strengthening Realm or even the Dirty Refining Realm!"

This startled Zhou Huai, who realized that the fat man was definitely a powerful martial artist!