For a riding beginner, I'd sure done well leading the duchy's light cavalry and racking up achievements.
My subordinates praised me as an excellent commander while viewing my horsemanship as average or below. But they followed because I'd brought them plenty of profits and military merit.
Anyway, thanks to basic stance correction, I could now ride with both hands free and jump obstacles. Of course, the risk of falling off was always there, so if I didn't concentrate, I'd be in big trouble. Basic stance correction was literally just basic correction—it didn't guarantee my safety.
My mounted combat proficiency had also risen to 90, and after one more battle it looked like I'd smoothly advance to the next stage. After riding practice ended, Mont Blanc bit my shoulder demanding sugar cubes, but I couldn't feed him this precious stuff often. Just once a day.
And finally, the duchy army and county forces began their advance.
