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Ertuğrul Bey has come!
Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
Great people of Söğüt!
They thought they could stop the mighty Kayı Tribe
with their meager plots.
What they are forgetting is that that once-dormant tribe
will now rise with the dawn!
The dawn is upon us.
We managed to overcome captivity and cruelty
with the might of our tribe!
The faith and love we have in our cause is infinite!
If we raise our flag somewhere, wherever it is,
nobody will be able to pull it down until the last of us is dead.
Since the day that the title "margrave" was stripped from us,
there have been many hardships, I know.
Now, everything is back to the way it was.
The extra taxes have been nullified.
Thank God!
The days of cruelty and fear are no more.
The justice is now established.
We will now live in peace and harmony together.
Thank God!
Our nation and economy will once again
prosper with peace and justice.
In the name of justice and freedom,
until the very end!
Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
Sir!
We managed to capture the chest, sir.
Well done.
You did well, Uranos.
You showed them what we are made of.
Is your wound bad?
No, sir, it's not.
That damned Beybolat scraped me, but couldn't kill me.
All right.
What about our men that went after Keykavus?
Where is Keykavus?
-They snatched Keykavus away, sir. -Who?
I don't know, sir. They had veils over their faces.
They killed the rest of our men and all the other Mongols.
Damn, he got away.
Who do you think it was, sir?
Ertuğrul.
He proved to be wiser than we thought.
He has a hand in this.
At least we got the chest, sir.
You are right.
Let's head back to the castle before things go awry here.
Give me the chest.
Come on.
What do you think you are doing?
How dare you lower my flags?
Sir! It's Yınal!
Yınal!
Hang in there!
You'll be fine.
Sir...
Yınal.
Sir...
Grant me your blessings.
Yınal.
Yınal!
I swear I'll take your revenge.
I'll avenge you.
Take Yınal back to our camp.
And I'll take revenge from those traitors.
Brother.
-They wouldn't pay heed to our words. -Is that right?
Then let me try.
Soldiers!
Is Ertuğrul Bey inside?
The margrave is inside, yes.
The margrave, huh?
Do you think you could be the margrave by pulling off
tricks behind my back and lowering my flags?
You will all pay for this.
Move!
Ertuğrul Bey!
Where is Ertuğrul Bey?
You may not pass, Beybolat Bey!
How can you do this?
Who gave you the right to do this?
Our swords.
Our tradition.
And our hearts.
Do your traditions command you to be so cruel, Ertuğrul Bey?
You'll pay for this.
Get out, everyone. I'd like to talk to him alone.
As you wish, sir.
Only those you leaned on are capable of becoming cruel.
And you trusted them,
putting your nose in a bigger scheme.
And I put down that cruelty with my sword.
And I put the insolent in their place.
Stop calling me insolent, Ertuğrul Bey.
I didn't want to be the margrave.
They made me do it.
What was I supposed to do?
Decline the offer nonchalantly?
As you moved to my camp,
and restricted my tent,
and acted against our tradition, was it them who made you do all this?
I've seen however many faces you have, Beybolat Bey.
And I intend to show no mercy to anyone from now on.
However, your biggest mistake...
wasn't leaning on the Mongols.
Your mistake was thinking that I couldn't get back what I earned with my sword.
Now, you are paying for that.
If I stormed in with my men
and took down your flags everywhere, declaring my reign,
what would you do then, Ertuğrul Bey?
You are witnessing it.
If you do it again,
you'll need to dig out your graves first.
Alıncak has nothing left to give you.
Once he takes Keykavus and the chest back to Hülagü Han,
he'll regret coming back.
There is neither chest...
nor Keykavus.
What do you mean?
They ambushed us so mercilessly...
that it was like hell.
They snatched both Keykavus and the chest.
Subutay is dead, too.
Poor him.
Alıncak won't take it well.
He won't be able to save himself, let alone you.
I said you were making a mistake trusting the Mongols.
Once there was nothing to lean on,
I said you'd see a sword coming down on you.
What will you do now?
Are you going to obey me,
or keep watching that sword come down on you?
I have a funeral to attend to.
I lost Yınal in a skirmish.
After it's over,
I'll come back to you.
As salaam wa alaikum, master.
Wa alaikum as salaam.
-As salaam wa alaikum. -Wa alaikum as salaam.
You look happy today, my children.
This a great day, master.
We can't contain our happiness.
We got back both Söğüt and our position as the margrave. We won.
We won at last, master.
Nobody will be able to stand in our way anymore.
Since we are already talking about victory,
let us discover the wisdom behind Allah's name, Al-Aziz.
Al-Aziz, celle celaluhu.
One who is excellent.
One that wins it all.
One who nobody can face,
and the one who is eternally victorious.
As Allah describes himself and his might
in the Quran, he refers to himself
as "compassionate and merciful."
This shows just how merciful Allah is.
And we, as his subjects, must call him
"the victorious and majestic", his rightful names.
In our holy book the Quran,
Surah Luqman, verse 33, it says thus:
"Never let yourself be fooled by earthly desires.
And never let the devil
fool you by making you trust in Allah's mercy."
Allah is merciful, yes.
That's the truth.
But he is grand, and majestic, as well.
He is great and honorable.
His majesty and greatness encompasses all beings.
He warns us thus in Surah An-Nasr:
"Once Allah's help arrives and you conquer,
when people convert to Islam in great numbers,
be thankful to Allah and turn to your prayer beads.
And wish for his forgiveness.
For he accepts those who repent."
This means that when you win,
don't think you won on your own.
Don't forget that it was thanks to Allah, the real victorious one.
And pray with the prayer beads.
If you let yourself bask in that victory,
then wish for Allah's forgiveness.
War does not end on the battlefield.
It still continues when the soldiers return.
Who are we fighting against in our home, sir?
With ourselves, Aybars.
The prophet says thus:
"The real mujahid is the one that fights against his very self.
That self never dies down.
It pushes you into evil.
It is arrogant.
It makes you forget Allah.
It falsely believes all the good and glory Allah bestows is thanks to it.
Do you know about the companion called Allah's Sword?
Who is that, sir?
It's Khalid ibn al-Walid.
A great, glorious commander.
Our prophet Muhammad
called him Allah's Sword.
In other words, Seyfullah.
He won all the wars he waged.
He took great lands and converted them to Islam.
He destroyed many a great army.
Years passed.
Our prophet Muhammad
passed away.
He continued commanding in the age of Abu Bakr.
Who knows how many swords he shattered,
and how many enemies knelt before him.
When his Holiness Abu Bakr
passed away to where our prophet
His Holiness Muhammad resides in, His Holiness Omar took his place.
Khalid ibn al-Walid was conquering lands one after another.
Islam was taking over the world like a spring breeze.
One day,
His Holiness Omar dismissed Khalid ibn al-Walid.
And said unto him that he'd be no more than a foot soldier.
Why did His Holiness Omar dismiss such a great commander,
and make him into a foot soldier?
That's what everyone was wondering.
Naturally, so did Khalid ibn al-Walid.
His Holiness Omar said thus unto him:
"As our Prophet His Holiness said once,
you are the Sword of Allah.
You are a great commander.
However, people think you are the one who wins all the wars.
They think we are winning thanks to your commandership.
Well, they are wrong.
It's Allah that lets us win.
We win thanks to Allah.
Victory belongs to Allah."
Allah is great!
Khalid ibn al-Walid fought as a foot soldier.
Allah bestowed more victories upon the army of Islam.
It was apparent once more that,
yes, the truly victorious one and the one that bestows victories is Allah.
The victorious and the majestic Allah.
May Allah help you remember,
who the true victory belongs to, as you run from
one victory to another.
Amen.
All the victories we get in this world,
it's all thanks to Allah.
The important thing to note is being able
to be a fighter in his army.
That's the greatest gift he could ever give you.
You father is going to be so happy to see you, son.
Yes, Mother.
I missed my father and my uncles so much.
Son.
Where is the letter of pardon Ertuğrul Bey sent to your father?
Let me put it here.
I'll put it inside my armor, Mother.
I can't put it in a bag.
You are just like your father.
He was always cautious, too.
Children follow their fathers, as they say, Mother.
True.
God, my son.
Now that I've seen you alive and well
armor-clad, and with a sword...
Thank God.
Ertuğrul Bey got back both Söğüt and the title margrave.
Thank God I saw it at last.
Thank God.
Mother.
I wronged Ertuğrul Bey.
I thought he'd been ignoring us, buried under his troubles.
I didn't realize that he'd thought and planned it all out.
It's not easy figuring out what a chieftain thinks, son.
They think things through thoroughly.
You are right, Mother.
You'll become a chief one day.
I brought you up to see those days.
Brave is he who, upon his passing, leaves his reputation and glory behind.
Listen well, son.
If you surrender to the Byzantine heathens and Mongolian bastards,
then I'll not give you my blessings.
But if you fight face to face,
and stand upright,
then you'll have made me happy.
Then you may achieve martyrdom.
That's our path, and that's all I pray for, son.
Thank you, Mother.
God bless you.
May Allah protect you.
Son.
Go as fast as the wind.
May you have an effortless journey.
May you never get in trouble.
Amen.
Go ahead.
The very chest that many have died for.
How very ordinary it looks.
What do we do now, sir?
We'll open it to see what's inside.
Wouldn't that be dangerous, sir?
It was Ertuğrul who told us where it was.
He'll come to take it.
We didn't let him know, either.
We captured the chest.
It'd be stupid
to give this to Ertuğrul without finding out what is inside.
How would he know that we ever opened it, anyway?
He snatched Keykavus with our help.
But he said nothing as he took him away from us.
Don't you get it, Uranos?
This is not an alliance based on friendship.
But on common interests.
There is no key here.
How can we open this damned thing?
What is it?
Ertuğrul reclaimed Söğüt and...
declared his margraveship, sir.
Ertuğrul stood back and lead everyone into his trap.
And then made the finishing blow.
Do you get it now?
The reason why we can't trust our alliance with Ertuğrul?
We might be next.
Find someone that knows how to open this thing. At once!
It's been a long time
since there was last such an honorable, brave tribe.
God bless you.
Thank you, Your Highness.
We're all but a soldier in this holy cause.
We'll not let any of our men fall.
Your Highness.
You should head to Berke Han, ruler of Golden Horde's lands.
Ertuğrul Bey gave me this letter to hand to you.
He said that once you give them this letter,
they'll know that you are Sultan Keykavus.
And that you should be present for the struggle ahead.
That this was the best course of action.
I wish I could have stayed in my lands and done what was necessary.
It's been a long time since I breathed the air in my own lands.
So be it, if this is our fate.
We shall bear it for the greater cause.
Thank you.
Your Highness, the men are waiting.
May Allah protect you.
My throne and crown are fickle,
but may Allah never let brave soldiers like you fall to ruin.
Thank you, Your Highness.
Turgut Bey!
Ertuğrul Bey took back Söğüt and his margraveship.
God bless!
Thank you.
Alıncak Bey should have no prestige left now.
He's as good as dead.
God bless.
Your Highness, let's get you going. We should get back to our camp, as well.
Yınal.
My brave brother.
If I fail to make those who did this to you pay,
I shall be skewered by my own sword.
We will cure this wound that our enemy inflicted...
with the flames of revenge.
Every breath we take is a sin
as long as we don't pay them back a thousand times.
In the name of my pitch-black sword...
and my very own blood.
And on my honor as a brave soldier,
I swear that we will take revenge
on whoever hurt us!
We'll bury those who dare defy our reign.
We'll give all our enemies...
the sweet taste of death in revenge.
Revenge!
Thank God.
You got back our tribe, our tent, and the margraveship
with your iron claws.
You showed them all that we are still alive, that we haven't given up.
This struggle has always existed,
and shall forever more continue to exist.
This war is waged against those
who use the power in their hands to hurt the innocent.
And it shall not cease to exist unless we strike at their furthest lair,
and destroy the castle, the root of evil in that steep mountain.
What do we do now, Father?
Just like how the clanking of swords is the sign of war,
the sound of a lute is the sign of victory.
Now, it's time we held a magnificent feast in our great tent.
We must declare our victory loudly
so that it may bring hope to our people, and fear to the enemy.
Hear my orders.
Prepare a feast for everyone.
Supply those who are in need.
Help those who are in debt to pay their debt.
Make sure everyone is happy.
Well said, sir.
We were at our limit with all the grief and anguish.
We need to be gay and drink lots of sherbet.
Eat all the meat we want.
Be it venison, lamb leg,
or roe buck meat.
We shall invite bards, gather everyone around,
and dance to the tune.
We shall have a feast!
Brother.
We saw what happened ourselves.
How dare he defy the margrave and declare his reign?
We won't let it slip, right?
You've been granted fit for this position by none other than Commander Alıncak.
If anybody could become the margrave,
everybody would be one.
The Turkmen tribes support him.
Those tribes, who dared defy even Alıncak in support of Ertuğrul,
would ignore me completely.
However,
I know just the right thing.
What are we going to do, brother?
Are we going to accept his reign, and obey?
The very reason why there is...
a ram's head at the entrance is because we obey no one, and we are headstrong.
We'll do whatever is necessary.
You can't be consumed with anger and lose your cool.
Keep getting along with them.
Sırma.
You act too impulsively.
You can't get anything done while letting your anger control you.
Keep it down for a while.
From now on, İlbilge shall represent the women of our tribe.
-But brother-- -Sırma!
This is a battle against anger.
You need to be calm to see their smallest schemes.
You must approach them ever so slowly.
And when your prey is in front of you,
all it will see are your teeth.
You are much too young.
You can't hide your teeth or claws.
Selcan Hatun must have messed with your psyche.
It's up to İlbilge from now on.
İlbilge, do whatever you must do.
You must apologize to Selcan Hatun at once.
-Never! -Sırma!
I'll cut out your tongue if you say another word.
Is it that my reign is null, even in my own tent?
Move.
Do as I say.
I said move!
I'll show them how to play games.
If Beybolat Bey's reign is no more,
it's time for Albastı to shine.
It's time I became Albastı.
Ertuğrul.
I'll start with taking the lives of your closest circle.
Süleyman.
Subtitle translation by Tuğçe Erteki