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So, God may accomplish a
matter that has been done.

He who kills, shall be killed.

Hussein!

Sabbah did not kill his
son for justice or truth.

Hussein!

Sabbah killed his son
to prove to his followers.

That he is a man
of truth and justice.

To correct the
course of the castle

and to affirm their faith in the
holder of the key to Paradise.

Hassan's struggles will increase and
grow among those who are closest to him.

Why?

And on the other side.

The chosen one this time is
among those closest to my heart,

Barzak Amide!

Barzak was sent on a mission.

That could be his end.

Hassan Al-Sabbah's spirit will be with
you from the moment you leave the castle

until you return
to us, God willing.

And it may be the beginning
of his closeness to Sabbah

at the expense of the old friend

Zaid ben Sayhoon.

His mission,

is to kill Mansour,
the young man.

The strong one.

Who was trained in
the fortress of Almot

and knows their ways.

EPISODE 16: NEW SIEGE

Get out!

Just as you left
everything related to me.

Fear me, Hassan.

I am your enemy
until Judgement day.

Expect from me all evil.

Could you possibly kill me?

just like you killed Hussein
if you got mad at me?

You're my beloved son

and Hussein was
also my beloved son.

I didn't order the killing of
Hussein because he upset me.

As a father, I was sad.

My heart broke in half

and I cried.

I issued the order as the ruler.

And the ruler must
rule with justice.

And he must revenge for
the person Hussein killed.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Do you love me?

But what if I made a violation
that deserves punishment

who would judge, the ruler?

Or...

would my father forgive me?

If the violation involved people

and harmed people,

the guardian would rule.

Mansour!

You forgot heaven and
threw yourself into hell!

Barzak!

The one who carries the
spirit of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

You should have killed me
insidiously as we were taught.

I want to see your eyes
as they depart for Hell.

Let me go.

Why so quickly?

I couldn't believe I would
find company in my prison.

Would you leave your friend,
Omar, when he needs you?

I don't know you!

I had two friends
and they got killed.

And you killed both of them!

You killed Nizam Al-Mulk
and Hassan Al-Sabbah.

I am Hassan Al-Sabbah.

You're his corpse!

A corpse inflated by
vanity and self-love.

I can't even look at
you to say goodbye.

You've always
had a tender heart.

You're battling the world
from within, unable to face it.

A poet.

The meanings play with you
like alcohol plays with your head.

You enjoy being a drunken
toy in the hand of fate, Omar.

A drunken to in
the hands of fate

is better than thinking
I am the fate, Hassan!

Please, let me go.

Or am I your
prisoner in the castle?

No, you are my friend.

But for you to leave, there
is another arrangement.

I don't want your haste to
be the cause of your death.

And to have Omar Khayyam
killed near the Alamut castle!

Because Hassan Al-Sabbah
couldn't protect him.

Arrange for me to leave
as soon as possible.

Omar!

What advice do you have for
Hassan Al-Sabbah before parting?

Don't look at your
elongated shadow on the wall.

Look at your limited lifetime.

And at your body, vulnerable
to disease and death.

Maybe a breath of anger

won't be followed
by a breath of regret.

Farewell, Omar.

Hold it right there!

You must be the esoteric
who killed this young man.

You're not just going to die.

- You will be mutated too!
- Where are you taking me?

To the judge, the
court, and then death.

What will you gain?

You hand me to the judge,
I'll die, and you'll stay poor.

If you have a brain.

Or a heart that
loves your children.

- Let me go!
- Silence!

A sack of gold at the city gate.

A good deed from me for you
and your children to live in wealth.

You're lying, you own nothing.

At the gate, my
partner is waiting.

Take the gold, go home.

You never saw
me, I never saw you.

If you don't get the gold, your weapon
is ready, and my neck is not too far.

Kill me or hand me to the judge.

Here's the gate.

Where's your partner?

- Under my clothes.
- What?

I'm starting to believe
that you're a good man.

And you'll believe me even more
when I bring out the other bag.

So, we were able
to erase their trace.

By the will of God.

The castles are all that's left.

And first, the castle of the
devil Hassan Al-Sabbah.

But our Sultan Malik-Shah's
siege failed, unfortunately.

It failed as we couldn't
estimate our enemy correctly,

and we were not at our best.

I will multiply the
numbers many times.

And supply them with
money, weapons, and food.

Enough for five years.

Even if the siege
lasts a thousand years.

I won't accept anything less than
each part of Hassan Al-Sabbah's

body torn apart and hanged
over the landmarks of Isfahan.

And I want his head for myself.

I’ll hang it over
the palace gate.

It's clear that the Sultan's armies
are preparing for a great war.

They're heading to
the Alamut Castle.

Because of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

May God grant victory
to our Sultan's armies.

Rest, if you and the horse wish.

May God grant victory
to our Sultan's armies.

Do you know who is the
closest one to my heart?

Only God knows, our master.

Zaid ben Sayhoon

That's a great honor, master.

And a great rank.

And you know what Joseph's brothers
have done to him out of jealousy.

So be careful!

From whom?

Barzak Amide.

He has his eye on you, and
his jealousy of you is great.

Hide the matter
and beware of him.

And keep all of the
secrets I told you.

Training of the new recruits
needs to be stepped up a bit.

Get moving.

You've returned!

Our hero is back!

This is a miracle!

A miracle by all measures.

I must meet the
master immediately.

The Sultan's army is on
it's way to besiege the castle.

The immense Seljuq’s army is coming
back to lay siege to the Castle of Alamut.

But what can all the
armies of the world do

against a castle with
Barzak Ameed in it?

May God honor our lord.

Your safe return was a vision
I had before sending you.

You have the rank of a
thousand martyrs, Barzak!

Blessed high rank,
our brother Barzak.

Barzak has a kind heart, Zaid.

Like you.

May God increase his love and
good expectation, our master.

From now on, I want
the whole castle active.

All of its fires should be
blazing as if in celebration.

And those inside should be a
very limited number of believers.

And about the siege of
the castle, my master?

We will be the jinn that humans
see, but humans cannot see us

Know all the Contents of
the storage areas of the castle.

I want the fastest knights to go to the
surrounding castles to call for support

and go to the subjects,
alert and prepare them.

I want a new batch
of young believers.

And ensure the safe exit of Omar Khayyam
and his friend to the farthest point.

I want the three of you to go to
all the villages near the castle.

I don’t want surprises.

Inform them of our number,

our intention and our gears.

To scare them.

Tell them that we
won’t accept betrayal

or neutrality.

Either they are with us with
their lives, hearts and all they own

or we start with them before
we besiege the castle of Alamut.

And wipe them and their children
and their houses off the earth.

I want the talk with
them to be tough

with firmness and severity.

I want fear to
live in their hearts.

And if their loyalty is to
Alamut, are we going to do this?

Definitely!

Don’t forget to get pledges and
treaties from their leaders there.

And bring me the eldest
son of each tribal leader here.

So that his presence,

is their pledge and
commitment to us.

By doing so, we will
be stirring their anger.

So what?

I don’t want traitors!

I want obedience

or corpses.

As you order, commander.

Perform ablutions
and offer your prayers.

There is a significant
lesson from our master...

or whoever acts on his behalf.

But the words are
our master's words.

What does he look like?

Have you...

attended the etiquette lesson

by Ibn Sa'fan?

Yes, I attended it.

What is the first sentence?

A believer never asks.

I'm sorry.

However,

our master, Hassan Al-Sabbah

is as radiant as the moon.

And as fierce as a volcano.

A word from him can
take you to heaven,

and likewise, a word from
him can throw you into hell.

May God protect us.

Omar.

Do you...

do you think they might let us
go just like that from the castle?

What they will do to
Khayyam and Sahban?

They could kill us.
If they want to do so.

Is anyone here
wondering why and how?

Don't be afraid.

listen, ever since I knew
you, all I've seen is fear.

We've lived in palaces.

And entered the most
dangerous place on earth.

Instead of thanking me!

I will thank you, but
once we get out of here.

And we separate ways.

Why is that!

I'll leave alone.

Let them tell Sabbah you’re
a traitor and they kill you.

No, no, no, I'm your
servant and massure.

Our master in his solace.

Saw the greatest
preacher Barzak Amide

as he returned to the
castle on a bird's wing.

He asked in
private, in his dream.

Is Barzak Amide a martyr?

The mysterious secret inside him answered,
Barzak Amide is a thousand martyrs.

And indeed, Barzak Amide
asked our master for permission.

And went and killed the
apostate infidel Mansour.

What?

- Was Mansour killed?
- And Barzak Amide returned safely.

- Lower your voice.
- He got the title of a thousand martyrs.

He went on a mission and failed.

And with our master
Hassan Al-Sabbah’s words.

Barzak Amide the thousand
martyrs will speak to you.

And tell you the
message of our master.

Our master gave me the
title of a thousand martyrs.

And he told me to inform you!

The Seljuks, the infidels.

They will besiege
us in a short time.

Whoever of you
kills one of them.

Will assume a high rank.

And ten virgins of paradise.

- Ten virgins of paradise!
- And his name will be written in light.

- By his hand, on the gate of paradise.
- Isn't that few?

This number is too small!

- We'll be there forever!
- They’re in the thousands.

- And you’re only in the hundreds.
- The number is too small.

Bear with patience.

- Here.
- Patience.

- I was told there’s a paradise here.
- But victory requires patience.

- Paradise?
- Our master in his solitude.

Will determine the
believers' groups.

Who will fight here,

And who will fight
outside the castle.

And who will guard the gates.

So obey and listen.

And be glad for
victory and heaven.

I saw you whispering
during the sermon

and I forgave you
twice and it did no good!

The blame is on the
preacher who raised you.

Sorry my lord.

Follow me.

Each one of you will
speak her native language.

So that it's completely different from
the language of the chosen young man.

I want the young Arab man,

To hear Persian love words.

And the young Persian man,

To hear Arabic love words.

And you to understand,

And him not to understand.

The mystery,

is love's fire.

And love is a melody,

not a language.

I want him to feel love,

and not understand the language.

That's the important thing.

The sensation.

So his heart
attaches more to you

and believes he's in a dream,

not in reality.

Each one will have
her distinctive scent.

A special fragrance.

Will remain on the body and
clothes of the chosen young man

after he wakes
up from the dream.

But assume the chosen young man

got close to one of those
dancing, not the one talking to him.

Then she must die!

No matter how close.

No matter how hard he tries.

The one dancing,

just dances and nothing else.

And the one talking to him,

is the only one
he should talk to.

Understood?

Understood.

Do you know where
I'm taking you?

To our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Our lord saved your life
when you were a little child.

And it's time to pay
back the favor, my son.

I want you to devote
your soul to him.

To love him more than me.

More than yourself.

Just like your brother Saad.

From here you can safely
continue your journey.

Isfahan, Baghdad, Levant.

Wherever you like.

You have the horses
with food and drink.

Drink, you mean water?

Our master ordered a
bottle of wine for you.

- Ok.
- Peace be with you.

When we were leaving, there were
sounds of preparation and hustle,

is something going to happen or
is it just a regular procedure here?

Arrive safely.

How embarrassing!

I'm on a path and you're
on another as we agreed.

What is this?

Here in the wilderness?

In the desert?

Farewell has rules, Omar!

No, if there is a farewell
then it's here and forever.

Ok, I'm sorry, Omar.

Be polite!

Alright.

I recite poetry as I please.

And I enter the city I like and
I leave from it at a time I want.

Okay.

And if you ever want to say at
any time that this poem is yours

or you are Omar
Khayyam, don't deny it.

Well, the thing is...

Okay, okay!

Let's see!

Where to then?

Again?

I'm talking to the horse.

Obedience and hearing
to the Seljuk army.

But our children!

- They are the proof of sincerity.
- No.

That is rejected.

Who said you can
talk in my presence?

I am the older one and
I am the chief of tribes.

And no voice is
louder than mine.

A difficult and
humiliating request.

Our children going
to the Sultan's army,

that's an honor.

Sultan Berkyaruq is ours, his army is
our army and his commands are executed.

Give us the time.

For mothers to say
goodbye to their children.

Take your time, chief.

You will go with the knights,

in the service of
the Sultan's army.

Your hearts are with
Hassan Al-Sabbah

and your appearance
is with the Seljuk army.

And when the battle begins,

the heart appears,

and nothing else exists.

Those are the best young men,
and our finest sons serving our Sultan.

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

The siege of Berkyaruq is much
stronger than his father's siege.

After all that you have seen And
you still have weak faith, Zaid?

Not their numbers, their
weapon, or their sultan.

Their sultan might die now,

or fire may rain down
on them from the sky,

or a storm may uproot
them from the ground

Miracles need believers,
not hypocrites, Zaid.

God Forbid, our master.

I meant we could start sending
messages to the surrounding Castles.

There's no time
for long messages.

The homing pigeon
carries only brief messages.

Not even a homing pigeon.

We need to find another way.

Summarizing and riddles

are very important in messages.

Summarizing is understood,

but how riddles?

Meaning...

writing the words in
more than one way

and understanding the
intended meaning of the message.

Meaning you could
write that the walls are

demolished and allow
the sunlight to pass

and the message is passed
on from one shepherd to the next

until it falls into the hands of our
followers who send us reinforcements.

I want very clear and
understandable messages

and false ones.

That can be in
the hands of others

easily caught by
the Seljuk state.

About fake reinforcements
from a fake place.

Deception!

We people of stealth
and concealment!

Our external appearance is
misleading but our inner mission is true.

Bearing the cloak of
patience in tragedy.

Reaping the beauty
of patience in the end.

A message came from our master.

"I've overcome every harsh
condition, so I'll overcome this

"And poverty has defeated
me, and it has become my ruler"

If I show it, it forgives,
if I hide it, it kills"

- "So his face..."
- This means our master needs information.

About the grain
silos in the camp.

We found these
messages with him.

I have to inform
Commander Dawood.

Coming to collect money in a
bar, do you think we are fools?

The money is not for me,
it's for you, for your conditions.

And what's wrong with the bar?

A place where you enjoy
your time and rest your minds

and where you can ease your
mood to forget the injustice.

And we all want to
forget the injustice.

And what's the idea then?

The idea is called
"The Empty Cup"

What's that?

It means paying for a
single drink and not to drink it.

And who will drink it?

No one will drink
it since it's empty.

And with the price of each empty
cup, We collect money and take actions.

A house for the poor and
clothes for the destitute.

And those who are wishing to
become soldiers, will become soldiers.

And he then they have
the right of wages and loot.

An empty cup doesn't harm.

But it can benefit.

Empty in Zaid ben Sayhoon's
box the price of your empty cup,

and in a few days, you
will witness the gains.

Here is the price of
the first empty cup.

Pay to Zaid ben Sayhoon,
the price of your empty cup.

Here?

You will be able to do what
Nobody has been able to do.

Here you will learn sacrifice.

Here is a holy place.

You'll be able to sell
your soul here for the truth.

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you.

Your son?

The one you saved.

And gave him life years ago.

I brought him to serve the dawah

and serve you.

He would give his
soul for you, my master.

That's a great soul!

And who is more
precious than children!

Tell me about Saad.

Do you see him?

He's comfortable and happy.

Among the martyrs
and the righteous.

God is great!

God is great!

- The guests shall be comfortable.
- Thank you, our master.

Is his son in heaven?

What about Hussein?

Don't forget to use the
herbs I told you about.

Who taught you
this recipe, Soliman?

A friend of mine.

Because dears has types

And each type
has its own hunter.

Meaning, for example, I see the
dear coming from afar, swaying.

Right

and left.

Right

and left.

Right

and left.

Tayfour won't stop lying ever!

He has never seen
a dear in his life!

I really miss Ibrahim!

"As for inspiration

"it is something that
science does not deny"

and it has principles and rules."