Early Gurkha vs Lakota Dog Soldier

Beginning Analysis: What happens when a early version of the modern-day Gurkha takes on a holy warrior of the Lakota people? Read on to see who...is...deadliest!?

Early Gurkha
Short Range: Kukri Dagger
Medium Range: Khanda Sword
Long Range (1): Chakrum Flying Disk
Long Range (2): Indian Bow & Arrow

Lakota Dog Soldier
Short Range: War Club & Hide Shield
Medium Range: Lakota Spear
Long Range (1): Tomahawk
Long Range (2): Lakota Bow & Arrow

Who Got the Edge
Kukri Dagger vs War Club & Hide Shield: The Kukri Dagger gets the edge. It will easliy slice through the hide shield, and while the War Club can bash in a human head, the Kukri can take off a human head in a single swipe.
Khanda Sword vs Lakota Spear: The Khanda Sword gets the edge. The spear can definately keep the Gurkha at bay with it's length, but the driving force of the Khanda will cut the Lakota down in one or two hits. On top of that, the Khanda is far more durable than the Lakota Spear.
Chakrum vs Tomahawk: The Tomahawk gets the edge. Despite the fact that both are thrown, the Tomahawk has the added advantage of also being a weapon that can be used up close as well.
Indian Bow & Arrow vs Lakota Bow & Arrow: Both bows gets the edge. The Indian Bow is very well made, and can last a long time. The Lakota Bow, on the other hand, was a light & portable weapon, with a wide variety of ammunition that could be used.

Setup
South Dakota, 1870. A Lakota Dog Soldier was wandering through the Black Hills on a vision quest from his ancestors. As he slept before his journey, the ancestral spirits came to him, informing him of a new enemy coming into the Lakota nation. He didn't receive much else, save that this new enemy may be the strongest that the Lakota people ever faced. Seeing an opportunity to test his skills, and to protect his people.
The sun was up high in the sky, casting it's rays down onto the forest floor. Birds could be heard chirping and flying through the trees, and deer could occasionally be seen walking through the bushes, nibbling at fallen nuts & grass. The dog soldier felt at home within these woods, and wished that they covered the entire territory of the white man. He had to put those feelings aside, when he sensed the presence of someone...new.
Quickly, he climbed up the nearest tree, and kept his eyes open for his foe. He took off his bow that his grandfather gave to him, and pulled out an arrow from a quiver. He still searched for the intruder, and at first he didn't spot anyone. After a couple of minutes, he finally caught a glimpse of the enemy that his ancestors talked about, and he was quite the interesting character.
His foe was dressed in very fine clothes that he had never seen before, even on the white man. The clothes had a lot of colors on them as well, and the dog soldier also saw a wide variety of weapon on this individual, none of which he had ever seen before. This person's ethnicity was also new to him. Obviously he wasnt white, the dog soldier thought to himself. Was he Mexican? No no, the dog soldier continued to think to himself. This individual was an enemy of the Lakota people, and he had to die!
He let this individual get a little bit closer, just so he could get a better shot with his bow. Once the dog soldier got his target within his sights, he let the arrow fly. If flew right at his target, but amazingly, the arrow was knocked out of it path by a metal ring. It landed in the branch right below, and the dog soldier took a quick look down to see the weapon that deflected his shot. I never missed, he thought to himself. This is my grandfather's bow, and I will hit my mark!
The dog soldier readied another arrow, but before he could fire it, two arrows landed in the tree right next to him. Stunned, he saw his opponent ready an arrow into his own bow. Not wanting to die in a tree, the dog soldier quickly began climbing down to avoid getting shot. When his feet touched the ground, another arrow landed just in front of him. The dog soldier looked up, and saw his opponent drawing a metal blade of some kind. Quickly, he reached for the tomahawk hanging off of his belt. With his right hand, he raised the axe past his head, and quickly threw it. The axe was spinning right through the air like nothing. It got close to it's target, but like the arrow before it, was knocked right out of the air.
This individual just won't die, the dog soldier though to himself. He then remembered the spear that he had buried around these woods. He started running from his target, and while it may have been view as cowardly by some, in this situation, it was appropriate. His target was still chasing after him, but he wasn't even running after him. Is he trying to strech this out? Is he trying to...stalk me, the dog soldier thought to himself. He had to shove the fear growing inside him out of his mind, as he needed to kill this enemy of the Lakota people.
A few minutes later, the dog soldier was in the woods where he buried his spear. He looked around for a moment for any sign of his opponent. Luckily, he didn't spot him coming from any direction. After a few seconds, he found the tree where he had buried the spear. He got to digging with his hands, and after a few minutes, he unearthed the spear. It was made by his father for his son, and it would be the weapon to kill his opponent. After wiping off the dirt, the dog soldier looked around again for his opponent, yet found nothing.
This gave the dog soldier a few moments of peace. He saw down right next to a particularly large tree, and took a small sack from his belt. He unfurled it, revealed dried buffalo meat, and a few berries. He also took from a pocket on his pants a hide stomach, filled with life giving water. He ate some of the meat & berries, and drank some of the water, all the while giving thanks to his ancestors for this moment of peace. Once the meal was complete, he put the hide stomach back into his pocket, and was about to leave the sack in the hole where the spear was as an offering, when he heard something walking towards him. He quickly picked up his spear, and started looking around to see if it was his foe. At first, nothing. When he started to turn around, his neck was nearly greeted by 3 feet of steel. The dog soldier quickly tumbled backwards, still gripping his spear.
The dog soldier was now within inches of his people's enemy. He was just as strange looking now as he was earlier, and he still needed to die. Suddenly, he started swinging his spear around him, creating a circle of death that nobody dared to step into, not even his seemingly invincible opponent. The dog soldier was quite surprised when his opponent raised his metal blade, and swung it right down onto the spinning spear, breaking the weapon in half. The tip of the spear flew into the forest somewhere, while he still held the rest of the weapon. The dog soldier tossed the now useless shaft to the ground, and drew his War Club. He then went for the hide shield hanging off of his left side. These two items were the last line in his defense against his foe. If the shield didn't help, and he thought it wouldn't, then the War Club would surely bash his opponent's brains in.
The dog soldier then tackled his opponent, causing him to drop his blade, and fall to the forest floor. The two warriors were now wresting with each other, trading club swings for punches, and vice versa. The dog soldier was about to land a head cracking blow, when he saw his opponent draw a curved dagger of some kind, and slice right at his shield. He looked down, and saw his hide shield cut up, revealing a wicked gash that dripped blood. The dog soldier looked back, and saw his foe's fist make contact with his face, sending him into a tree. Angrily, he got up to his feet, and took off the now heavily useless hide shield, and threw it to the ground.
After a moment or two, the dog soldier started swinging his war club in a anger fueled frenzy, letting negative emotions get the best of him. In a miraculously well timed stroke of good luck, he managed to land a blow on his opponent's chest, briefly stunning him. Just as he was about to bring down his War Club on his opponent's skull, he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked down, and saw the curved dagger stuck in his body, with blood dripping out. The dagger was pulled out, and he fell to his knees. His opponent then walked right behind him, and just as he felt steel going through his neck, one word came into his mind.
"Sorry."

Early Gurkha: 600
Kukri Dagger: 200
Khanda Sword: 175
Chakrum Flying Disk:  25
Indian Bow & Arrow: 200

Lakota Dog Soldier: 400
War Club & Hide Shield: 50
Lakota Speak: 100
Tomahawk: 50
Lakota Bow & Arrow: 200

Ending Assessment: The Gurkha was simply better equipped, better trained, and more capable of keeping his emotions in check than his Native American opponent.
Strongest Weapon: With 200 kills, the Kukri Dagger, Indian Bow & Arrow, and the Lakota Bow & Arrow are the strongest weapons of this fight.
Weakest Weapon: With only 25 kills, the Chakrum takes the weakest weapon spot of this fight.