The Howling Children of the Wasteland were far more generous than Charles had imagined.
Charles had merely made an outrageous demand, yet he had not expected the Howling Children of the Wasteland to actually agree to his terms.
There had not even been any bargaining, which made Charles feel that he had underestimated these orcs.
But since it was beneficial, Charles had no intention of refusing.
And so, the two sides ceased hostilities.
Charles had also made a name for himself in the Land of Chaos.
More than half a month of continuous fighting had inflicted at least fifteen hundred casualties upon the Howling Children of the Wasteland.
Moreover, at least five hundred of them had been wounded badly enough to be crippled for life.
Charles's side, meanwhile, had suffered only several dozen losses, and his total force had increased rather than decreased.
Charles now had more than four hundred cavalrymen.
After the truce, Charles dispatched a unit of cavalry to immediately reach the large town that now belonged to him.
The rest of the cavalry continued to patrol outside.
Who knew whether the orcs would go back on their word?
The orc infantry stationed in the town obediently withdrew from it.
The cavalry Charles had assigned kept their eyes on them the entire time, only returning after the orcs had traveled several days away.
By then, Charles had already led the main cavalry force into the town.
There was an old orc military camp in the town, but it was still somewhat difficult for it to house four hundred cavalrymen.
The town's residents were now utterly bewildered.
At first, Charles and his men had swept through and robbed the place once, but they had only targeted wealthy households, so the ordinary residents had not suffered much.
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