When Yunyou received the mission to go out and drug someone, he was initially surprised, but then he understood. After all, it was just to drug someone, not poison.

As for what will happen to these people after they are caught, whether they will die or not, that is not something Yunyou needs to consider.

Although there were some indirect causes and effects, what Yunyou thought of was...

Anyway, these people are all evildoers, so even if I cause their deaths, it doesn't count as committing a sin.

There are few people who would drug someone, but there are probably enough people who would follow them to kidnap someone.

Before setting off, each person was bound with several ropes and armed. A damp cloth was placed over their nose.

This is to prevent our side from being hit if the wind direction changes later.

When Yunyou goes out to fight, he naturally doesn't need Zhao Minggeng and his ilk, these small fry, to get in his way.

After learning the exact location, Yunyou picked up the large bag of medicine powder, used his lightness skill, and headed towards the people lying in ambush outside the village.

It landed silently on the large tree above the heads of those lying in ambush.

After assessing the wind direction, we started spraying the pesticide from the relatively upwind side, constantly adjusting the spraying location.

He was skilled in agility and wasn't worried about being discovered.

The last handful of powder wasn't thrown evenly, and it landed on one person's arm.

He raised his arm and looked closely at it.

"Where did this powder come from in this forest?" He had barely finished speaking when he collapsed.

One after another, the people around him collapsed.

The leader, who had just gone to relieve himself, came back with his pants in hand and saw this scene.

With a swift movement, he drew his dagger from his waist. "Who, who poisoned me?"

Zhao Minggeng watched from afar, drew his bow, and fired three arrows simultaneously.

Those who can be leaders are naturally not simple people. With two clangs, two arrows were knocked down, and the third arrow, unfortunately, pierced his inner thigh.

The person was in so much pain that they were sweating profusely, and their first instinct was to run away.

Zhao Minggeng naturally wouldn't give him a chance to escape, and fired three arrows at once again.

After the third volley of three arrows, the man lost the ability to move because both of his legs were pierced by arrows.

Even so, they did not dare to underestimate their opponent, after all, this person still had his hands intact.

"Third Brother, look, his arm is still fine. We can't neglect the upper body while focusing on the lower body. Let's shoot two more arrows."

Little Jiu'er offered an idea.

The man lying on the ground never expected that, even though he had pretended to be dead and given up resisting, he would still be shot twice more in each arm.

That's it. They've completely lost the ability to resist.

Before they went to tie up those people, the able-bodied men of Zhao Village were reminded to be careful, in case of a trap or a surprise attack.

Alright, Xiao Jiu'er, who just encouraged Zhao Minggeng to fire another arrow, is at it again with another dirty trick.

Before they started tying people up, each person would tap them once with a wooden stick.

Whether he was knocked unconscious or killed is another matter.

The men of Zhao Family Village, of course, knew their limits. They certainly wouldn't kill anyone by hitting them.

Whether the headache or vomiting lasts for a few days is unknown.

He got so into hitting people that the Zhao family guards, who were already lying on the ground and tied up, almost received the same treatment.

If it weren't for a sharp-eyed person stopping him, that kid would probably have been bedridden for ten days or half a month.

Zhao Minggeng untied his bodyguards and waved the antidote near their noses.

The guard woke up quickly. Seeing Zhao Minggeng, he greeted him as if he were seeing his organization, "Third Master..."

Zhao Minggeng grabbed the man and pulled him up. "Alright, I know you've suffered, can't you stand up?"

Zheng Gang nodded. "I can stand, but my legs are a little weak. I thought I would never see my master again."

Zheng Gang was a bodyguard that the Zhao family had bought later. Although he was young, he was quite clever.

After leaving the Zhao family, he walked cautiously, observing his surroundings as he went, and thus discovered the ambush early on. He had originally planned to lead the horse around to take a detour.

Unfortunately, a few pheasants suddenly flew out from nowhere. The consequences of that commotion were predictable.

Without a word, a handful of sleeping pills were thrown at his head. And then Zheng Gang was completely oblivious.

After listening to Zheng Gang's account, Zhao Minggeng was speechless. "This is truly an example of using their own methods against them."

In a short while, those who were lying in ambush were completely trapped, and naturally, the men from Zhao Family Village had stripped them naked.

They found a total of over four hundred taels of silver.

Hidden in the big boss's boot was a hundred-tael silver note.

Although it has a slight odor, you can still exchange it for a lot of silver at the money exchange.

This money should naturally be deposited into the public account of Zhao Family Village, whether for a village banquet or to buy more books for the children.

Not only that, these people also brought five horses, which naturally had to be taken as well.

After smelling the antidote, the horses quickly stood up. In particular, the Zhao family's horses, upon regaining their senses, neighed a few times when they saw Zhao Minggeng standing beside them.

She looked so aggrieved.

Zhao Minggeng reached out and touched the horse's head, telling Xiao Jiu'er to ride directly to the town to fetch reinforcements.

It's getting late, and we won't have time to go to the county magistrate's office. Getting to the town is also a bit rushed.

Although Zhao Minggeng disliked the town mayor, he probably wasn't stupid enough to delay such an important matter.

What the Zhao family didn't know was that the town mayor who had come to Zhao Family Village to attend the opening of the Zhao Family Workshop had already been investigated and punished.

The current town mayor is a confidant of Magistrate Qiu. His name is Wu Yingkui. He holds the title of Juren (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) and is about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

Upon learning that someone was impersonating the county magistrate and had even ambushed skilled fighters outside Zhao Family Village, he was so shocked that he sat bolt upright.

When he learned that all those people had been captured by Zhao Family Village, he was in a daze.

"Are all villagers this fierce these days?"

Write a letter immediately and send someone out to seek support.

After all, the dozen or so constables in the town government office were simply not capable of taking away several hundred people.

Soon, Magistrate Qiu learned that another major case had occurred in Zhao Family Village. He sat in his chair, lost in thought, his fingers tapping on the table.

"What kind of deity has this Zhao Family Village offended?"

Every time a situation seemed so dire it could lead to the extermination of their entire clan, they would somehow manage to escape unscathed. Was it that their enemies were too weak, or that they themselves were too strong?

This was a matter that Magistrate Qiu couldn't resolve on his own. Besides reporting it to higher authorities, he naturally had to seek help from the soldiers guarding the city.

This time, a centurion came, nicknamed Iron Yama, whose real name is Tie Hua.

This man's Iron Palm technique was so highly skilled that it was almost superb. In addition, his surname was Tie (Iron), and he was usually very serious and rarely smiled.

His strict discipline in commanding troops meant that his nickname, besides reflecting fear of him personally, also affirmed his abilities.

When Tie Hua learned that the mission was to suppress bandits, he mustered a large number of troops and wished he could take all his men with him. After all, having served as a garrison commander for a long time, he was worried that the morale of his soldiers would decline, and this would be a good opportunity to train them.