The promotion of the nobility was far more difficult than expected.

When a citizen, a soldier, a wealthy merchant, or a gentleman steps into the aristocracy, they find themselves walking on a path full of endless temptation and greed.

Generally speaking, there are two paths to continue in the upper echelons of the continent of Calradimos.

The first is the accumulation of merits, which is the best way to promote during the war, but unfortunately, now that the general environment of the Karadimos continent tends to be peaceful, the path of merit is basically impossible to go (the case of the Stoke Kingdom is an exception).

Second, it is enough benefits, in other words, enough golden shields to pave the way, as long as you have interests worthy of the attention of those big nobles, you will gain room for rise and status.

For example, this time the refined iron vein, the storm in the Stoke Kingdom is slowly brewing, and the ownership of the throne has attracted the attention of most of the top nobles.

Even some of the top nobles have a family history that has been around longer than the Kingdom of Stoke, and their gaze can complicate matters.

Of course, there is another path that can be quickly promoted, and that is to have extremely good professional talent, rise at an extraordinary speed beyond ordinary people, and become a top extraordinary professional.

Then, at that time, there will be a lot of people who will offer you status and benefits.

If it is the first and second points, you can use time as an accumulation, and generation after generation will strive for it to achieve the ultimate goal.

Then the last one is to rely on God to appreciate the face and eat, a noble family, from the beginning to the annihilation, may not give birth to such a genius.

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Baron Barrett is now in an almost embarrassing situation, in the Kingdom of Stoke, which lasted for nearly ten years, he was made a baron of the kingdom for his military achievements and outstanding contributions on the battlefield, and he was also one of the most decorated nobles in the north of the kingdom.

Although it is not as good as Viscount Brooke, the scarlet Viscount who is famous in the north of the kingdom, it is not bad, at least enter the noble class and enjoy the noble privileges of the kingdom.

It's just that for more than a dozen years after the end of the Great Patriotic War, his title remained almost the same, and even at the level that outsiders could not see, he began to find it difficult to maintain the title of baron.

Walking on this noble road full of endless temptation and greed, countless people have fallen and perished for the sake of superficial brilliance.

"My lord, there is an enemy trail ahead!"

Baron Barrett's attention was awakened by the violent wheezing debriefing, and he stared at the blood-stained scout in front of him, his face solemn.

"How's it going? Did you detect the number of enemies? Baron Barrett asked.

"Five dead and three wounded, the number of enemies is unknown, and we are kept out of the alert range." The scout bowed his head, a hint of fear in his eyes, as if the battle was still affecting him.

Barrett frowned slightly, he noticed the scout's expression of fear, and he was not surprised in his heart, after all, it was the trump card that could prove the existence of the Iron Thorn Cavalry.

Barrett's light cavalry, though famous, is not worth mentioning compared to the Iron Thorn Cavalry.

"How much strength does the other party still have?" Barrett, who did not dare to jump to conclusions, was promoted to baron from the bitter Great Patriotic War, relying more than just force.

"It's really hard to choose!"

Baron Barrett looked around at the Barrett hussars who were ready to attack, and then looked at the Loenwall Mountains in the north, thinking of the veins of refined iron, and a trace of ambition and self-deprecation flashed in his eyes.

"What am I worried about, this time the noble alliance only succeeded, not failed!"

Above all, he, Baron Barrett, had no shortage of desperate determination. (Barrett's light cavalry is more than half of his strength, and if it is destroyed, the baron's title can be said to be difficult to maintain anymore.) ）

"Barrett, glory!"

A firm roar came from Barrett's mouth, and then, in the night, Barrett's hussars raised their cavalry guns in their hands with a deafening sound.

"Barrett, glory!"

"Barrett, glory!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the silver cavalry rushed into the rugged trade road like a tidal wave, and the impassioned momentum dispelled the gloomy night.

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In the narrow and barren plains, the cavalry of the Noxian Empire rode the dark night, like a jackdaw foraging in the north, searching for the unexpected as much as possible.

The previous scout encounters had made it clear to them that an elite cavalry was approaching them, an unknown number of them.

Now the task of the galloping Noxian Imperial cavalry is to find out the specific location of that group of elite cavalry.

When the silver figure like a wave appeared in the field of vision, the Noxus Imperial cavalry was slightly stunned, and then chose to turn their horses and leave without hesitation.

The tide continued, and Barrett light cavalry followed behind the Noxian Imperial cavalry, maintaining a certain distance, giving a strong sense of oppression, as well as not allowing the Noxian Imperial cavalry to feel like they were fleeing.

Before you know it, the night is getting darker.

The Noxian Imperial cavalry did not try to lead the Barrett light cavalry out of the path, believing in their own strength, the Imperial cavalry honed from the war.

In the pitch-black cavalry array, Vorsman could see the return of the scouts from a distance, as well as the silver cavalry hanging behind.

Without waiting for Vorsman to react, the silver cavalry team accelerated, and the advantage of the light cavalry was vividly reflected at this moment.

Although the Noxian Imperial cavalry had pulled enough distance, the acceleration of Barrett's light cavalry was fleeting, and the silver cavalry brazenly bared their fangs and pulled out their saddles with their backhands and hung short javelins. (Barrett Hussars from the Noxus Imperial Cavalry)

A volley killed most of the Noxian Imperial cavalry as scouts under their horses, leaving only two embarrassed to retreat to the array.

The sound of galloping horses' hooves continued, and Barrett's hussars kept a warning distance (the distance at which the heavy cavalry charged), letting out a beast-like whistling roar.

In terms of mobility and agility, as well as javelin throwing, Barrett hussars were extremely confident, which was a 'regular tactic' they had honed during the ten years of the Great Patriotic War!

The style of heavy cavalry and light cavalry was reflected at this moment, and the start of the cavalry of the Noxian Empire was not enough to close the distance between the two.

Barrett's light cavalry, on the other hand, was mobile and nimble, harassing and encroaching on the cavalry of the Noxian Empire from afar.

Barrett, who was not overly greedy, knew that holding back the heavy cavalry would be a victory, and that was where he could best demonstrate his greatest value.

Fort Digging will not watch the town of Irwindale change hands, otherwise Fort Digging will be isolated and unable to escape defeat.

In this case, Fort Dig will send reinforcements again, and that is when victory will be decided.

Now?

Barrett's eyes stared at the heavy cavalry in the dark night, revealing a hint of mockery, he didn't know why the Iron Thorn Cavalry would fall at the hands of this cavalry team, but before dawn, Barrett Light Cavalry would completely eat each other.

And the prestige of Barrett's hussars will once again be famous in the north of the kingdom like during the Great Patriotic War!