Wherever Fang Zhen pointed his spear, no one dared to respond.
Just then, one of the Knights on the ground proved he could still move. He abruptly pushed himself up and lunged forward, seemingly trying to tackle the Red Hare Horse's legs from behind.
But he had miscalculated.
With a tug on the reins from Fang Zhen, the Red Hare Horse lifted its hind legs. Its hooves, as large as small watermelons, shot out and slammed into the Knight's chest.
THUMP!
A dull thud rang out, making anyone who heard it feel a tightness in their own chest.
The attacking Knight's chestplate caved in. He was sent flying four or five meters away.
The other Knight who had fallen in front of them also scrambled up, drew the sword at his waist, and moved to attack Fang Zhen again.
Fang Zhen thrust his spear downward in a diagonal arc.
Thanks to his superior reach and elevated position, Fang Zhen's spear struck the Knight's chest before the man's Longsword could even connect.
