At this time, Egypt.
The sky is full of yellow sand. In the middle of the desert, Nashadir is wearing a white robe and riding a camel.
The purpose of his trip was the Wahara tribe.
After walking for who knows how long, Nashadir finally saw an oasis.
This is where the Wahhara tribe gathers. Although it is close to the desert, it is more like a combination of the Gobi Desert and a large oasis.
There is a grassland that is not vast, but suitable for horses to run.
There are no minerals here, let alone coal or hard currency.
Environmentally speaking, it is very difficult for the Wahala tribe to survive. After all, the living conditions here are much more difficult than those of the Sugra tribe.
It's very barren here.
But from another perspective, because of the harsh environmental conditions and the scarcity of materials, the French colonists occupied this place.
But there will be no colonial rule over this place.
There is very little French influence here, and no French even live here.
The reason why Nashadir chose to come here was because of these factors, otherwise he would not have chosen to come here.
After spending less than half a day riding a camel, Nashadir finally arrived at the Wahhara tribe.
"I am your chief, Henry's friend, Nashadir."
The guard of the Wahala tribe glanced at Nashadir and said calmly: "Our tribe never welcomes outsiders, even if you are Henry's friend."
Nashadir laughed when he heard this.
On the way here, he had heard about the customs of the Wahhara tribe.
As the only large tribe nearby and controlling the largest refuge nearby, the Wahara tribe has always lived a self-sufficient life.
If people from outside want to get in, there is only one way to challenge them and gain their trust.
Only then will they allow you to enter their tribe.
Originally, Nashadir thought this was just a rumor, but now it seems that it is true.
Nashadir's eyes flashed with madness, and he said: "I am here to defeat your young chief, Henry. Call him out quickly. Doesn't he dare to accept the challenge?"
After hearing these words, the attitude of the people of the Wahala tribe changed completely.
"We warriors of Valhalla will not be afraid of any challenge. Please come in and I will lead you to find the Young Chief."
"If he defeats you, he will take something from you as the winner's reward."
Nashadir chuckled: "If I win, I will also take something from Henry as the winner's reward."
The guards of Wahala did not speak. They did not think that this man named Nashadir could win at all.
It is true that Henry is the son of the chief, but he became the young chief of the Wahala tribe because of his miraculous equestrian skills and strength to get the title of young chief among the chief's many successors.
In their opinion, this person is just asking for death.
Two guards from the Wahhara tribe took Nashadir to the deepest part of the tribe.
The other people in the Wahala tribe looked at the unfamiliar face of Nashadir and smiled disdainfully.
According to their customs, outsiders must defeat the adult males in their tribe.
And according to the tradition of the Wahala tribe, the more people live in the tribe, the stronger they are.
When they saw Nashadir continuing to walk deeper into the tribe, their expressions changed.
"Is this guy crazy?"
"He's still walking inside. Who is he trying to challenge?"
"Further inside, there are only three people who can challenge us. They are all the most powerful people in our tribe. This outsider is either crazy or wants to die!"
"I admire his courage, but his behavior, in my opinion, is just a foolhardy man!"
"Silence, he stopped..."
Nashadir attracted the attention of many people along the way, and now almost half of the tribe was staring at Nashadir.
When I saw where he stopped, I was stunned.
He actually wanted to challenge their young chief, Henry!
"I take back what I said before, he is not courageous, he is just stupid!"
Nashadir ignored these comments and stood outside the door and shouted coldly: "Henry, come out and fight!"
boom!
Henry's closed door suddenly opened, and a strong young man walked out. His eyes were very sharp, as if he were the most ferocious beast on the grassland.
Henry's eyes were instantly locked on Nashadir, and he showed a provocative smile.
"Oh, Nashadir, it turns out you want to challenge me."
Nashadir looked at him and said provocatively: "I'm here to fulfill the promise between the two of us and come to compete with you."
Henry's eyes suddenly flashed with shock, and his warlike eyes were not disguised at all.
At the engagement party in Nashadir, Henry was extremely excited.
Nashadir's performance at the engagement banquet was so impressive that he actually dared to force the French general to bow his head. This was simply an incredible thing.
He is also a person who can do things only warriors can do.
From that time on, Henry wanted to compete with Nashadir, but he had no chance.
I didn't expect that this opportunity would come to my door now.
"Nashadir, your courage in facing Ika has deeply impressed me."
"I accept your challenge."
"But you should know the rules here. The winner will take something from the loser. If I defeat you."
"I want your knife!"
Nashadir's eyes narrowed. The sword is a symbol of their honor and courage, and it is the most important thing for a warrior.
Henry's condition was to deprive the warriors of Nashadir of their honor.
This is something no warrior would allow to happen.
"Your conditions are cruel, but I accept them."
Henry smiled. A warrior like Nashadir would not refuse his conditions. He added: "Similarly, if I lose to you, you can choose to take something from me, including my Waha Pull the young chief out of his position.”
Hearing this sentence, everyone was surprised.
Henry actually took his position as young chieftain as the winner's prize.
This aroused the competitive spirit of many Wahhara warriors.
"Henry, are you serious? If I win, can I also become the Young Chief?"
Henry looked at everyone and said calmly: "If you think you can defeat me, you can give it a try."
"I don't mind." Henry looked at Nashadir and asked, "What about you."
Nashadir waved his hand and said, "I don't mind, this is a good choice for me."
"After all, if I only defeat you and not others, it seems that the warriors of Wahala will not recognize me as the young chief."
