The sky is full of yellow sand, and 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 the gathering place of the Wahhara tribe. 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 very vast, but suitable for horses to run around.
There are no minerals here, let alone coal or hard currency.
Environmentally speaking, it is very difficult for the Wahara 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 there are no French people even living 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 Wahhara 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 showed contemptuous smiles.
According to their customs, outsiders must defeat the adult males of 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?"