The other two men joined Luke for a short time, but then they moved to go help the villagers. With some of the bandits attacking the village, Luke wasn't facing their full might, but there were still enough of them. Luke did feel that their lack of firearms might help a little.

He understood their feelings, he'd seen it enough back home. Beings driven to desperation to try and survive. But he knew that harming others wasn't the answer.

He raised his hand, gathering the Force to deflect the arrow from its intended target. It was the same way his fathee had deflected Han's bolts at Bespin. He kept a shield up, anticipating more possible bolts coming at him.

"I understand your desperation, but still...There must be a way to help you and get food for your families without harming other innocent people."