Other Valhalla warriors rushed past the wolves, leaving only the final distance to go.
They started sprinting at full speed.
Nashadir and Henry were already far ahead.
Others followed closely behind.
After passing the wolves, the unwanted position in front is the key point. Now only the two of them are left to compete to determine the final winner.
But at this moment, Henry's horse was severely damaged, although there was not a big gap between the two men in speed.
But Henry knew that if this continued, he would lose the game.
But there is one last chance for Henry to turn the situation around.
There is a musket in front, hidden in the darkness. If it were during the day, no one would not be able to see the location of the musket.
But it was dark now, and there was no bonfire lit near the musket. If it were not for the Valhalla warriors who often participated in such competitions, no one would know the location of the musket.
For Henry, having this musket will be his last hope of victory.
Henry soon saw that Nashadir flew past the place where the muskets were, without stopping at all. It was obvious that he did not even notice where the muskets were.
Henry chased after him and picked up the musket.
As for all this, Nashadir was completely unaware of it.
The distance between the two people was not too far, just within the range of the musket.
As long as Henry pulls the trigger, a musket bullet can definitely win him the game.
He also didn't have to lose his position as Young Chief.
Henry laughed and threw the musket on the ground. The horse's hooves stepped over it. The musket was twisted and deformed and could no longer be used.
At this time, other Wahala warriors had caught up.
The musket is their last hope to win this game, as long as they can get their hands on it.
At this range, Nashadir can definitely be hit, leaving him no longer able to win this game.
But when they arrived, they only found the young chief who had slowed down too much, and the musket that was so bent that it could no longer be used.
Everyone looked at Young Chief Henry and were slightly startled.
"Henry, do you want to give up your position to a stranger?"
"Although he is a warrior, and we admit it, he cannot become the young chief of our Wahala tribe."
"In the end, he is still an outsider."
Henry glanced at them and smiled: "He saved my life. As you can see, when I experienced the wolf pack just now, my horse was injured, and now I have no ability to win this game."
"If you are capable enough, win this game for me and prevent Nashadir from winning this game."
Everyone's expressions turned cold as they saw that Nashadir was only less than three hundred meters away from the finish line.
They were only a hundred meters away from Nashadir.
This gap is not huge.
But Nashadir was riding a big black horse, the horse with the strongest speed and endurance among the Wahhara tribe.
Henry said: "The big black horse was also injured in the fight with the wolves just now. If you go now, you may not be able to catch up."
"Chase!"
Everyone immediately rode off on horseback. They formed a group to get through the wolves, and the horses did not suffer much damage.
Looking back at Nashadir, the big black horse did suffer a lot of injuries in the fight just now, which indeed affected the big black horse's traveling speed.
This gave other Valhalla warriors a chance.
The distance of less than a hundred meters is only a matter of seconds for the war horse.
The crowd soon caught up with Nashadir's horse.
But at this time Nashadir was almost reaching the end.
Everyone accelerated violently, and their horses still had some strength left. The purpose was to exert force when they were near the end and be able to overtake Nashadir.
Nashadir and the big dark horse were far ahead, and now they can only stay on par with everyone else.
The situation is already precarious for Nashadir.
Now it is a duel of endurance and speed. Whoever can make the horse burst out with the greatest speed in the shortest time will win this game.
But at this moment, the big black horse's hind legs were injured during the fight with the evil wolf. It is very rare for him to be able to maintain his current speed.
The end point was in front of us, with less than ten meters to go, and the big black horse was almost on par with the other war horse.
But the opponent's speed is still increasing.
At this moment, Nashadir actually stood up and leaned forward without sitting on the saddle. The big black horse seemed to have been stimulated by something, and its speed suddenly increased.
Cross the finish line in one fell swoop and win the race.
The man looked at it and was surprised again and again after Nashadir rushed over. According to calculations, Nashadir could not surpass him, but the reality was placed in front of him.
Nashadir chuckled. He learned this speed-increasing method from Long Yan.
Jiang Xuan said that this method is to change his focus on the war horse to achieve this effect.
After seeing Nashadir crossing the finish line first and getting the flag of Wahala.
The people in Wahala who were watching this match were stunned for a second, and then suddenly cheered.
They offer their most sincere blessings to Nashadir for his bravery, and he is the real winner of this game.
After everyone saw Nashadir crossing the finish line, they were slightly stunned, and then stopped bitterly. Now the position of the young chief of Wahhara was no longer available to them.
Henry came over slowly on his Arabian horse, looked at Nashadir who won the game, applauded, and said with sincere admiration: "Nashadir, in this game, you showed us your noble spirit. Character, you could have left me alone and let me be swallowed up by the wolves.”
"It also showed wisdom. Although you were injured and couldn't use weapons, you left us without any weapons and brought us to the same starting line."
"Your superb equestrian skills have proven that you are a true warrior, a great warrior."
"I, the young chief of Wahalla, Henry, congratulate you on your victory in this game."
Everyone lowered their heads and congratulated Nashadir for winning the game.
Henry added: "Now you can, as the winner, take away the prizes that belong to you, including my identity as the next chief of the Wahalla tribe."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
They even started talking in low voices about letting a foreigner become the young chief, which had never happened before.
"Although Nashadir is very powerful, we really want him to be our young chief. He is not from the tribe."
"This is what Henry promised. If he loses, he will give up his position as the young chief."
"Now that he has lost, Nashadir has won. The most important thing for us people of the Wahala tribe is credibility. He is also qualified to become the chief of our Wahala tribe."
"This matter has already been decided."
After Nashadir dismounted, he glanced at Henry and said calmly: "According to the rules, I should be able to get something from you, no matter what it is, right?"
Henry nodded: "Indeed."
"Then, I choose to get it from you..."
