Caedmon readies his own spear as he and Rives lead the charge, blasting through the edge of the forest and cutting to the right, toward the gnoll anchoring the end of the net. To say the hyena-headed beast was not the least bit intimidated by the determined warhorse bearing down on him would be a stretch, but he dutifully brings his axe to bear before the roan comes crashing through.
Rives cringes, expecting the worst, but the gnoll's stroke is clearly fouled by an instinctive desire to crouch away from the impact. He tries to brace himself, but Strider has the bit in his teeth and simply plows on through as though the gnoll wasn't even there. The beast goes crashing to the ground in a heap, and Strider rides on by at full gallop.
Caedmon, Marin, and Alelip come through next. The first two take spear runs at the next gnoll in line, hoping to open an even wider gap; unfortunately, both spears miss--apparently there is more skill required for mounted combat than it first appears.
As Ken and the last horse come thundering along, the five upright gnolls gather themselves to renew the chase. Strider's steel shoes are already clattering on the wooden bridge as he carries Rives to the relative safety of the far side of the river.