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The second part of the Hussite Revolutionary Trilogy

JAN ZIZKA

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By burning Jan Hus the Church failed to silence his teachings.

His words lived on in the hearts of thousands of his followers.

The preachers lifted the spirits of the faithful at gatherings

calling them to prepare to the battle for the liberation of truth.

Rome decided to suppress the Czech heresy with all its might.

Let's ascend God's mount

and learn his ways.

That's what the prophets say,

that's what the prophets say.

Don't resist evil,

but go up on the mountain,

and learn truth there.

Look, brother.

Welcome, brothers. Where are you from? - From Usti.

We're from Sobeslav. We could only travel at night.

And you brought them? - I've been with them since Zeliv.

We escaped from our monks. They are pursuing us.

They've not eaten for three nights. They couldn't take anything with them.

We're happy to share with you everything we have.

Come, brothers, we'll look after you.

What's your name, sister? - Johanka.

A nice name. Where are you from? - From Prague.

But I left to follow Master Jan, since his death I've visited villages,

leading brothers to the gatherings.

What a girl! What do you say, Tomes, Ondrej?

They neither speak nor hear, just look.

No wonder. I also like you. But let's go. There's no time to lose.

We must get to Tabor before dawn.

The Rozmberks are after us! They have dogs.

Unharness the carts, lead away the horses and hide in the woods!

For each serf Lord Rozmberk oers ten groschen.

Find them! Move!

Why did you leave your labour? Who freed you?

Where do you meet? Speak, or I'll have you hanged!

I'll tell you nothing. - Hang him up!

Hang me, but you don't have enough rope

to hang all the faithful who've risen up to defend truth.

Hide! We'll come for you.

Do it, quickly! - God's wrath upon you!

Murderers!

Dogs! - My child!

Be not afraid, come, hurry! Go on, I'll lead them off the track.

Johanka!

Find them! Find them!

Johanka!

The enemy tries to prevent us from our pilgrimage

to the holy hill of Tabor, but in vain.

They scatter us with sword, with dogs, for the great hatred they feel.

But we shall not be threatened. Let's wait and be vigilant.

The Lord stands at the door, morning star shines from the east.

Love will flower among people and justice will reign.

On the earth there will be no dominion and no serfdom,

all usury and tax shall cease, all labour and service,

no-one shall be master over another,

for all shall be equal as brothers and sisters.

That's why you all partake of the chalice, as a sign

that all people are equal before God.

This is the body of the Lord.

This is the blood of the Lord.

...they are not of God, or anyone good,

or anyone good.

The Hussite infection is gathering pace

like a cancer over the whole kingdom. The heretics meet everywhere,

their preachers agitate against Rome.

The filthy peasants are fleeing from their labour.

Our fields are unsown. Where will this lead? Hunger for all.

Highness, please listen to the New Town councillors.

They bring news of the gatherings.

Your Highness, we bring an eye-witness.

Highness, forty thousand of them met not far from Usti Sezimovo.

On a hill they call Tabor.

How many?

Forty thousand.

And what do they preach! "What is mine is yours." Such things.

In the New Town it's even worse.

Really? Why did I place you on the council

instead of those Utraquists?

We punish every meeting.

But there is only poverty and rebellion in the New Town.

At the Church of Our Lady the monk Zelivsky inflames people.

He's the worst of all. - He even speaks against you.

Don't believe them, King!

And you do wrong! You turn everything on its head!

Against me? Why?

Apparently, there's no need for kings or popes.

That would be the end of order, the end of the world!

Enough! Enough! Enough! Begone!

His Highness should not agitate himself.

He's ill. Leave in peace.

Even those beasts can't stand you.

Wine, Miserere! - The doctor forbade it, uncle.

Wine, I say!

What do you want from me, Archbishop?

I merely wanted to warn you, Highness.

The Holy Father and your brother, Emperor Zikmund, are afraid

to be forced to declare a crusade against the Czechs unless you

restore Roman priests their offices and give them back their property.

You're threatening me again?

I've always been a good son of Rome,

always acceded to the Pope's wishes. And what thanks have I received?

No threat will stop us. We'll remain true to the chalice.

We know your loyalty.

You support the chalice because you confiscated church property.

As I understand, the Catholic Lords also benefited.

We only took church property under our protection.

Highness, what would you tell the Holy Father?

What message? What message?

I don't want war. I don't want bloodshed.

So have your churches back.

King Vaclav, just consider what dissension that would cause!

I've already considered.

Then I can no longer support you. - Begone!

All of you! As you have brewed so you must eat!

I wish you bon appetit, venerable father.

What do you want? Why do you frown so?

What Czech could with a cool head observe

how foreigners all around us vilify us as heretics,

and burn our noblest men as criminals.

Dear Jan, what can be done?

Forgive me, Highness, but you do not act wisely. Why do you...

It's futile, Trocnov.

It's difficult now to be the King in Bohemia.

Whatever I do, everything seems to go wrong.

Because you act against your people, Highness.

What should I do? To take the chalice and march at the rebels' head?

No. But you give power to the Church and nobility against the people.

And you'll soon see where this will lead.

That's just what mustn't happen.

All Praguers should deposit their arms at the Castle.

Highness, this will set the people even more firmly against you.

I'll show them who is Lord here! Carry out my order!

Whoever disobeys will lose his head! Otherwise there'll be no peace!

Till then I don't want to see Prague. I'm weary of all of you.

Miserere, we're off to Kunratice. I want to hunt and think of nothing.

So, uncle Zizka? You consider to obey the King?

Your neck depends on it.

What will come of this? Outside it's like before judgement day.

Merchants close their shops in fear. I could hardly find a piece of bacon.

I'm not hungry. - You must eat.

And why the King has changed so? Suddenly he's against the chalice.

Leave me. - Is it possible that the King,

the Czech King, jumps when Rome stamps its feet?

Be quiet.

Drink your mead. - I don't want mead.

I couldn't find wine either. The King has made a fine mess.

Stop this prattle!

Who saved me against Rozmberk? And you! Get out of my sight!

Keep the truth, love the truth, protect the truth until death.

Where is the truth?

Diicult to decide.

I'm a soldier, even if Vaclav was a thousand times worse I must obey.

The King has forbidden any assembly! Disperse them!

Brothers, don't give up!

Take them away!

No, not like this, King Vaclav.

Save my child!

My son! The bailis have arrested him.

They've taken Jesek to prison, too. And three journeymen with them.

The councillors want revenge.

They'll kill him.

Calm down, mother. Your son is the son of all of us.

He can't be harmed, none of the faithful can be harmed.

I believe you.

We've already decided. Tomorrow, here at the Church of Our Lady,

there will be a great meeting. Go and tell the people.

We'll call all the students!

We'll go to the city walls for the journeymen!

And we'll go to Podskali for the labourers.

Welcome, sheri. Have you come to arrest me?

No, not yet.

Brother Zizka is loyal to the chalice. He could intercede for the prisoners.

Speak to the King for my son. Tell him he's innocent.

Just tell the King what the councillors do in his name.

How they provoke the Prague people.

King Vaclav has a good heart. This is surely not his will.

I'll do all in my power. I want to speak with you, brother.

Go in peace, mother. Your son will return to you.

King ordered that all people should deposit their arms at the Castle.

King Vaclav ordered this?!

On pain of death.

He's set himself clearly against us, so we'll come out against him.

The people will not give up their arms!

You'd lead the nation against the King?

Yes, because today Vaclav stand with our enemies.

What will you do?

I'll obey the King's order. But in a dierent way.

Whoever disobeys the King's order will lose his head!

Brothers, do not obey! They want us to be defenceless against the lords!

How could our King want such a thing?

Praguers, obey the King's order!

Take your weapons and come with them to the Castle before the King.

I'll lead you. And I guarantee you'll be received graciously.

Give the people the weapons.

Master Jan Hus himself wrote the following:

"It's not always a sin to disobey the orders of authority.

When authority orders something that defies God's will

it should not be obeyed."

Enter.

Excuse me, Master. I interrupted your work.

Ah, our fiery preacher. What has brought you here?

I've long wanted to see where Master Jan Hus worked.

Is that why you came? Look at whatever you want.

Everything is as it was in his time, God bless his memory.

His desk, the pulpit where he wrote his sermons, his chair.

Yes, that's where he sat.

As you see, we keep good care of his memory.

But we guard his teachings even more carefully.

I know, Master Jakoubek. You've revived the Utraquist.

You've given back the chalice to all faithful. That's why I come to you.

So that's it! Well, what have you got on your mind?

King Vaclav has betrayed our country and sold it to the Antichrist.

For fear of Rome. His councillors in New Town pursue and imprison followers

of the chalice. Who else but you, Master Jakoubek,

should now come to its defence!

What do you think I'm doing? A defence of the chalice for next disputation.

You don't understand. Today you must raise your voice

not only at the university but before the whole Prague people.

Here in Bethlehem, as Hus once did.

The Prague people no longer go to Bethlehem Church.

They go to Our Lady. To hear you.

The people always go where the truth is spoken.

Or where passions and resentment are dangerously aroused.

The duty of a good Christian is to resist evil.

That's why it's a sin to obey the will of a bad ruler.

And you want to tell this to people in such dangerous times?

I want to tell them they must resist this bad and weak King!

And strictly punish God's enemies. - These are words of revolt!

These are the words of Hus.

You would wrongly interpret the words of Master Jan.

Jan Hus wanted priests and lords to be good fathers to their serfs.

And serfs to obey their authority.

Do you think it was that he laid down his life for?

Is that why the prelates burned him?

Do you speak for the other Masters of the university?

For all.

I expected something different.

I'm not a learned man, just a poor preacher.

I warn you, Master Jakoubek, by such learning you ruin the whole nation.

Today's world resembles a stormy sea full of dangerous fish,

which devour one another, each according to its strength.

The large devour the small, and the small eat the smallest.

So in this world the mighty eat the weak and the rich the poor.

That's how it is!

Whoever refuses bread to the poor has blood on his hands.

Those who have falsified God's law unjustly hold power and property.

Only those who truly labour can rightly ask:

"Give us our daily bread today."

But others eat it as thieves and robbers!

But woe on you, vultures, who feed on the blood of the serfs.

The days of your might are numbered.

For it is written in Scripture: "Who does not labour shall not eat!"

You know them well, the blackmailers and thieves of the community.

The King put them in the town hall against the will of Prague people.

And now they sit over the city like poisonous toads in a well,

exuding poisons and corruption.

That's what they did to me when I spoke out against them!

They arrested my son!

Can we expect justice from these tyrants?

So then, let's go to the town hall and free our brothers!

They come with weapons! - What?

Zizka disobeyed the King's order. Not only that, he opened up

the city arsenal and distributed weapons among the poor!

Jesus Christ, what next? - Flee! I have a family at home.

You want to die on the streets?

Be not afraid. Our King will save us.

Reeve, send to the Castle for armed assistance.

All bailis to main entrance! Such a rabble must be dealt with harshly.

Cut their throats! That'll stop their yelling.

Councillors, behind these walls our brothers lie in chains,

falsely imprisoned.

Set them free in good health, or we'll come for them ourselves!

Vermin! Where are the troops?

They're coming!

They're coming! - The King's men are coming!

They're coming!

Frighten them! In Hus' time three men were executed and there was an order.

Execute those heretics. Not outside, in the courtyard!

Now we'll settle our accounts with you.

Bailiffs, upstairs and throw rocks on the rabble!

Give me back my son!

Hear the voice of the people! Free the prisoners!

Follow me, children!

To the courtyard, quickly!

Do you hear? Our brothers. They will save us!

They won't save you!

Out of the way! Put down your weapons!

Jesek, it's all right. You're free!

Brothers, for the truth!

Mercy! - Don't kill us!

Now you beg for mercy, beasts!

They ordered me to do it!

Not me! I did nothing!

Do you hear him? He did nothing! - He did nothing!

You are the enemies of the people!

To the tower with them! - No! Out of the window!

Throw them out of the window!

Mercy!

Remember, we are under the King's protection!

I'll give you money! Mercy!

Jesus Christ!

Son! My son!

Look what they've done!

The holy court of the people has bestowed justice on the traitors.

Now choose good men to be the city's sherrifs

and prepare to defend yourselves.

We want the man who led us! Jan Zizka!

Jan Zizka!

Brother Zizka, all the faithful of Prague have chosen you as a leader.

What?!

The rabble have taken over the town hall in the New Town.

They've thrown the councillors out of the window. Everywhere is confusion.

They were led by Zelivsky and your sheri.

Jan Zizka?

You should have expected something like this to happen.

Out of my sight!

Go to your heretics that you always protected!

Now see what they've done! Murders! Rebellion! These your lambs!

Vaclav...

Quiet! You'll scold me again.

You've given me no heir. I don't need your advice.

I no longer understand anything.

After how I loved them.

I loved my Czech people so much.

And now they've turned against me.

Blind. Mad.

Don't they see the disaster all around the Czech land?

But I shall not allow this!

I shall kill all heretics, even if I have to burn all Prague!

Woe on the land that rejects its King!

And woe on the King that rejects his land.

You! You too?! Traitors! Heretics!

You're all heretics!

Doctor!

Vaclav! Help! Help! Vaclav...

Lord Burgrave, we've come with arms to perform the King's service.

We are ready to fight against all enemies that shamefully accuse

our land of heresy and threaten a crusade.

The Prague people await the King's word.

Vaclav the Fourth, King of the Czechs, is dead.

King Vaclav?

Poor Vaclav.

His death is the greatest misfortune for the whole kingdom,

that he left us at such a time.

Misfortune? It's our salvation!

Only Zikmund can deliver our land from these troubles.

Lord Wartenberk, we must send forthwith to Budin,

to oer the Emperor Zikmund the Czech throne.

What? You want to invite that foreigner? That papist?

Why speak you thus of our King? - His Highness the Emperor

Zikmund was accepted for the Czech throne when Vaclav was still alive.

By whom? The Czech people did not accept him as a King and never will

because he is the greatest enemy. He had Jan Hus burned to the shame

of the Czech nation and threatened his own brother with a crusade.

Everyone hates him. What Czech King he would be?!

Better than Vaclav.

Lord Dube, you were a witness at Constance, where he broke his word

and sent Hus to his death. Then you still defended Hus' teaching.

Yes, because Master Jan wished rightly to reform the Church.

But now his words are abused for the cause of common revolt!

Do you hear that, Lord Wartenberk?

We are all rebels who profess the chalice.

Calm yourself, Jan Zizka. We won't accept King Zikmund

unless he confirms religious freedom and all the rights we've gained.

All you're interested in is that Zikmund preserve the offices

and estates you confiscated. That's the reason and it's treachery!

Jan Zizka!

Leave, before I forget that you once loyally served the King.

Traitors. Traitors.

There'll be no more kings! The kingdom of the just is nigh!

But against this kingdom of justice and love

stands a great red-headed dragon, the Emperor Zikmund.

So lift up your hearts, belt on your weapons.

Remember, who lays down his life for truth will never die!

Rise up, rise up, great city of Prague,

all those loyal of this Czech land.

All the knights with simple women and men

against that King of Babel

who threatens kind people of Jerusalem...

That's a good song.

That will help us more than a thousand iron horsemen.

Brother Zelivsky, here is a delegacy from Usti Sezimovo.

We bring a letter from Koranda. - The brothers ask for news.

You've heard, the time has come.

They've grown.

And what of your wife?

She died of hunger. We've been alone for three years.

You're both from Usti? - Yes, sons of the baker Joha.

Ah, I know that name.

Brother Joha gave a shelter to many of the faithful when pursued.

Including brother Koranda and other preachers, as well.

They prepare our people everywhere to be ready to fight.

And the sister? Is she your wife?

No, she isn't.

That's Johanka, a faithful follower of Master Jan.

She doesn't fear any danger.

Why to fear? Don't we want all the people to live

as brothers and sisters? So that everyone feel happy on earth?

You're a dear and pretty girl.

No wonder they praise you so. But now to our business.

Go and tell our brothers what you have seen here.

Tell them that Prague has already risen up against the foreign king

and the traitor Wartenberk. Decisive moment has arrived, children.

This is for brother Koranda. Take care it doesn't fall into our enemy hands.

The next great gathering will be in Prague on the tenth of November.

Let all people come to support us. - And not with bare hands!

Let them come with flails and scythes and with good carts as well.

Don't lose a minute. The lords don't sleep either.

Rest assured, brother.

The burgrave and councillors of the Old Town have arrived.

Let them enter.

On behalf of the Old Town we inform you that

the town hall is back in the hands of the Czech Utraquists.

The German councillors and traders have left the city.

Their property has been confiscated.

Prague is finally rid of the shameful German rule. Together with you

we'll faithfully defend the chalice and the legacy of Master Jan Hus.

For faith and truth we are ready to sacrifice everything!

Even your estates and purses?

Everything! Even our necks!

We welcome anyone who is ready to fight for truth's victory.

Look on this sword.

It will always help the faithful and cruelly punish those who err.

God willing, it will always be your ally.

The churches and monasteries are burning again.

They're expelling the monks for approving the burning of Jan Hus.

Highness, the coach is ready at the back gate.

To flee in secret from the royal castle in the middle of the night...

What a disgrace. - I've guaranteed your safety

to King Zikmund. That's why you can't stay in Prague.

How could it come to this?

Master Jan was a holy man,

but his words have led to such a destruction.

Why did he speak so much to the poor? That was the mistake.

Highness, everything is ready. We must leave immediately.

Hurry, lords.

I hear them. Thousands of them!

They've broken down the gate! They're pounding the stairs!

Highness. - The King must be buried properly.

At this time, when the whole town is in revolt... impossible.

I'll have his body taken to Zbraslav. This very night.

Even dead he can't find a peace.

From the Small Castle you took him to Vysehrad, and then here to the Castle.

Secretly, without any ceremony, without any procession.

The Czech King!

There's no other way. The streets are full of angry people.

Flee, it burns!

Come quickly. Quickly.

Rats!

You see, uncle Vaclav. What a fate!

They didn't even have time to bury you.

(Gipsy girl sings a Hungarian song)

Highness, the Hussites plunder and burn our monasteries

and expel all those loyal to Rome.

Let him wait. Continue, gentlemen.

If you don't invade with your army to take up your inheritance

then the heretics will take a power over the land!

Don't you know how to handle a few peasant men?

The King has assembled an army against the Turks, not Czech peasants.

The Turks are the biggest threat to all Christendom.

The Czech nation expects that your Highness will act with a firm hand

and return peace and order to our land.

The Turkish ambassador awaits an answer. Bring him in.

Speak!

King Zikmund, what is your decision?

Will you bend to the will of the mighty Sultan?

Draw back the curtain.

Look there.

That is the fate of every pagan who crosses the Danube!

Report that to the Sultan.

Long live King Zikmund!

By the Prophet! You will all be destroyed!

Your bodies will be left to rot to be fed by beasts!

I bless your sword that you raise in defence of the cross.

I hope I will also receive the blessed assistance

of the Holy Father.

Rome's coers will certainly be opened

for a crusade against the pagans.

Open them wide, because we will need a great army.

Lords, you see what a lofty task awaits me.

Only then I will have time to settle your quarrels.

You'll lose your inheritance.

What of my loyal nobles? You should defend my inheritance!

Put together an army and arm it well!

If necessary you can take something from Vaclav's treasure.

It would be difficult to agree terms with the Ultraquist Lords.

As a condition of their support they want

you to confirm the freedom of the chalice.

Nobody will set any conditions for me.

I'll deal with the chalice once I have dominion over the Czech lands.

For now make sure that Prague disarms and you settle with the rebels.

Give the Utraquists' leader, Lord Wartenberk,

this Order of the Golden Dragon as a sign that he is to root out

and destroy the plague of heresy.

It'll look particularly good on Wartenberk's chest.

Until my arrival I also appoint Wartenberk

my representative in Bohemia.

Let your heretics see that in me they will have an impartial King.

Lords, we have come together in unity, Ultraquists with Catholics

to impose discipline and order before His Highness

King Zikmund assumes his inheritance.

Long live Zikmund! - Long live the King!

Gather as many armed horsemen as possible.

We must protect the kingdom against the rebels who want to take Prague.

With fire and sword destroy these rebels in towns and country.

They dirty good name of our kingdom like mud.

In Prague we'll strengthen the garrisons, above all at Vysehrad,

for who is lord of Vysehrad, is lord of Prague.

Lords, I raise my cup to the purging our land by spring.

They say thousands of them are coming to Prague.

What of it? Vysehrad cannot be taken. Not even a mouse will pass here.

Halt! Who's there?

Hurry for the sheri!

Who is it?

Halt, if your life is dear to you.

Halt! Who are you?

Open the gate, children. I want to speak with you.

Sheri Zizka. Open the gate!

Zizka. Sheri Zizka!

Father Zizka!

Welcome, sheri.

What, that outlaw? How dare he?

Zizka was our sheri.

Seize him!

You'll pay with your neck!

Vitek!

Ondrej, and you, old man. And you, Beznoska.

How are you boys?

Not so good, sheriff, as in the lords' service.

When I remember how years ago we used to go after the Rozmberks...

We were outcasts. - The lords never liked us.

The Rozmberks burnt down my family farmstead for it stood in their way.

And you they fleeced without mercy.

But we settled our debts wih them.

Well, and what now?

Our brothers are coming to help Prague.

Will you fight them when they arrive because the lords order it?

Will you kill your own brothers?

They told us that rebellious serfs are making for Prague.

And what is your father, my boy?

A peasant. A serf.

There you are. Those are the rebels.

From Hus' region they come to help Prague establish a just order.

They're coming! Do you hear? Masses of them!

And now go and act as your heart tells you.

Have you gone mad? Don't open the gate! I'll have you all hanged!

You've given your last order. Brother Zizka leads us now.

Prague welcomes you, brothers!

Hurrah! Hurrah!

You'll breathe better like that, son.

He has a terrible temperature. Put a compress on him.

Prokupek, don't you recognise me? It's me, Johanka.

He can't see or hear us.

Poor boy, such terrible wounds.

Don't kill them.

Jan, Stasek, Martin!

No, Prokupek. Quiet. Don't speak. - He's delirious.

You murderers, kill me as well!

Brothers, don't be afraid to die for truth like them!

Martin!

Who was he talking about? Johanka, why do you weep?

This is the spot they killed them.

Killed who?

Brothers, we are winning! The Little Town is in our hands!

Victory! Victory!

Husband! Husband! - Wife!

We've driven them out! - The Little Town is in our hands!

They've all fled to the Castle. The Archbishop and Wartenberk.

The brothers have won!

The truth will be victorious.

How is he? - Better. He's asleep.

Forgive me, Johanka.

Come.

Here lie the dead.

Jan, Stasek and Martin.

The first to shed their blood for Hus' truth.

Martin was my groom. They took him on the day of our wedding.

He sang the Master's song till the last moment before he died.

And I remain faithful to him.

Now do you understand?

A woman who gives birth suffers, but after child is born she forgets

the pain for the joy at bringing a person into the world.

So you also now feel sorrow, but your heart will rejoice...

My dear Madlicka

has two little apples,

two apples.

Don't disturb the devout souls!

Come, brother, take the Utraquist.

Our silver! Jesus Christ, they'll take everything we have!

Don't close! Have you gone mad?

There's more gold in these fabrics than in that entire chest.

Ours are here!

Look at you! What did you do? - They wanted to kill me! Them.

Bar the door! What's going on?

These peasant ruffians are all over Prague, terrible!

They've stunk out the whole city. - Our court is full of them.

People are fearful to be on the street. I've closed my shop.

I did the same. If the fighting doesn't stop soon

our business will collapse and we'll lose everything.

And on the battlefield? - We're winning, don't you know?

God forbid! Who's winning, us?

That blood-soaked priest Zelivsky! With Zizka! And that rabble!

Hardly had we got rid of the German papists and taken the town hall

and the trade then come some agitators to spoil everything.

We have to get hold of Zelivsky!

What shall we do? How shall we save ourselves?

There's but one hope. Lord Wartenberk wants to speak with us.

But he allied himself with Zikmund!

Rather Zikmund than Zelivsky.

But how do we get to the Castle? Zizka's people are everywhere.

I've organised everything. I'm waiting for word from him.

Is that him?

Who is it?

Jan Zelivsky sends me.

That's his henchman Jira.

We might be able to use him. Let him in.

Brother burgrave, Jan Zelivsky asks the Old Town council

to provide shelter to our brothers from the country.

I don't know, we've no space... - But we can't leave them in the street.

Don't take me wrong, but I'll inform the council. For your trouble.

You serve your master well.

My brother. I don't have a master. - Of course, brother.

But wait! Wouldn't you like to serve us?

Look. We pay in gold. Go ahead, take it.

Take it! - What do you want from me?

Unlike Zelivsky, we want the good of the whole community.

He only thinks of himself, his fame.

And he leads us to ruin. It's all the same to him.

Zelivsky is the enemy of Hus' people! He deceives you and all of us.

Who removes him serves the chalice. - How you dare insult our preacher?

You traitors! You call yourselves Utraquists?

You'll repeat that before Zelivsky himself!

No! You won't leave like that.

You'll speak no more.

We're lost.

Tomas, open up. There's a message from the Castle.

Come in, Lord.

What's the result?

Lord Wartenberk!

There's no time for messages. This way we'll reach agreement quicker.

You speak to us, sir, as a victor. In the meantime we...

You've won the Little Town, and you have Vysehrad,

the key to Prague. Good.

But at this moment thousands of knights are approaching the town.

Well? What do you say, victors? And give me a chair!

Expensive velvet. Zelivsky won't like that one bit.

Think about it.

Who's your real enemy? Me, or those ruians?

We can come to an agreement. After all, we're Ultraquists.

You give me Vysehrad and I guarantee that you'll keep your oices

and your business that you took from those papists.

We are glad to accept, sir.

If only Zizka didn't stand in the way. He has his people in Vysehrad.

Replace them with your own. He is busy enough with fighting

on the second bank. When he hears what's happened it'll be too late.

But what of Zelivsky?

You surly know what to do.

Lord Vilem of Haznburk hereby confirms his hostility towards Prague.

If you don't immediately submit to King Zikmund and his deputy

Lord Wartenberk, my Lord will come with his entire army to Prague

and will leave your corpses as carrion for the dogs.

Tell your Lord to come. We'll welcome him with swords in our hands.

You see yourself there are too many of them.

What of it? We have God's truth, and that's the most powerful ally.

In battle the sword has the last word. And they have swords beyond number.

A Christian should fight with words, not swords.

Should we let ourselves to be enslaved and slaughtered like sheep?

So far we've defended violence. And that's allowed.

Think of the advantage if we talk peace now, when we're still winning.

I will never make terms with the enemy!

Our university speaks on spiritual matters.

And we have decided to persuade Zikmund to acknowledge the chalice.

That cunning red dragon?

He'll only be persuaded by the sword!

I'm sorry that you don't want to understand us.

There can be no agreements with cowards.

You insult us, dear brother.

I can't allow you to leave until we come to an agreement.

Halt. No-one may enter.

Out of the way! - I have my orders!

I give the orders now! Out of the way, I say!

Brother Jan, are you alive?

What happens? - You don't know?

What have you done? You've given up Vysehrad to Wartenberk! Traitors!

How could you dare to do this?

All good people in Prague want peace.

And in return for Vysehrad we've agreed a truce.

Did our brothers fight for this? Did they spill their blood for this?

Praguers no longer want to shed their blood. They want peace and order.

Now brother stands against brother. - No! The masters against the poor.

You need peace and order so that Zikmund can return,

because you fear your own people more than the enemy.

And brother Zelivsky is your greatest obstacle. If we hadn't come in time

he'd be dead by now. - I don't understand.

But I understood your guard before the door.

That's only for our protection. - It's a time of war.

You lie! You've bartered cunningly.

Wartenberk again surrounds Prague on both sides

so he can deliver it to Zikmund.

You are traitors and cowards.

And all this before your very eyes, Master Jakoubek!

The councillors did this alone. I swear I knew nothing of it.

And now! On which side do you stand?

I've already said. The university will negotiate with Zikmund.

That's all we need to hear.

To deal with Zikmund means to accept his dominion.

You've done your own. You were afraid of us and that's why you betrayed us.

But remember, you'll pay dearly for this day. Come, brother.

Remember this when Zikmund brings you down to your knees!

Jira!

Tomes and Ondrej found him on the square. In the archway.

He's been stabbed.

My dear brother.

You paid for your loyalty with your life.

He is not dead. He will have eternal life.

Those traders have turned Hus' Prague into Babylon,

crawling with vice and mammon. Treacherous, corrupt city.

It only brings misfortune to us.

But Prague also means thousands of faithful. Like this one.

Brother Koranda is right.

We can't fight the enemy and have traitors at our backs.

They'd surround us and there'd be hunger in the city.

We must leave with brothers to a safe place.

Let's look near the hill of Tabor where our gatherings meet.

I know the place. It's an old castle not far from Sezimovo Usti.

On a high cliff, protected on three sides by water.

There we'll make our camp.

We'll fortify it well so the enemy can't conquer it.

Brother Zizka, lead us there!

Come with us brother, you're skilled in the arts of war.

Lead us.

I'll lead you.

And what about you, brother?

My place is here.

I will remain with my people, I can't abandon them.

You're right.

Look after yourself. You're young and hot-headed.

I like you much.

Well, embrace me.

Our hearts and minds are one.

The people have chosen you.

Lead God's soldiers to a victory.

The crusaders from Strakonice are on our trail.

Let us hurry! The enemy is behind us!

Ours can't go any faster. We won't escape the enemy.

Brother Zizka, the King's horsemen ride from Pisek.

How strong are they? - About one thousand.

How far away? - Half an hour ride.

The crusaders at our tails. We can't go forward either back.

What now? - Now we'll look around.

Koranda, go to brothers, don't let their mood fail. They must soon fight!

Right, brother. - Done.

Brothers, halt! Get ready to fight!

We'll fight them here. At the dam. - Here?

We won't get out of here, they'll force us into water.

We will not be forced!

We'll meet them here, behind the wet ground, on the most narrow spot.

Link the carts from the water to dam! - Yes, brother Zizka.

But our right flank is unprotected. It's a drained pond here.

Place archers on the dam. - Yes, brother Jan.

Brother sheriff,

the knights have already passed Lhota. They're on their way!

Where are you going, son?

I thought it was dry. The mud isn't visible at first glance.

Just come. You'll drown here.

Put the carts together! Wheel to wheel!

Look, Lords, at those filthy peasants. They want to defend their position.

Instead of fighting them why not just crush them with the horses,

trample them under our hoofs. - At them!

Patience, my Lords, they won't escape us.

We must wait for the royal army. Page, bring the wine here!

Archers and flailers to the carts!

Others to the dam and in the reserve!

We won't meet them in battlefield?

No, we'll defend from the carts as if they were battlements.

That's not by the knightly code.

Is it chivalrous to send armoured horsemen against naked peasants?

Lords, today the rebellious heretics will end in that lake.

God bless our dear King Zikmund!

They're here! They're here! Welcome!

We were worried you'd have won before we got here.

We didn't want you to miss the entertainment.

It's my honour to offer your knights the first charge at these peasants.

You can trample them underfoot.

You were the first here, so you have precedence.

When they come close fire from the guns and crossbows.

Not before. Wait for my command.

And those of you in the reserve, wait for my signal.

You, brother Chval, will lead them.

Brothers, a hard test awaits us.

Who lays down his life for truth shall be given eternal life.

Come back, Marta. - I'm going with you.

Take me with you.

Johanka. We love you, you know.

Choose one of us before we go into battle.

Or have you chosen already?

No, Tomes. Don't want to know it now.

If we survive I'll tell you everything.

Raise up your hearts, brothers!

Can these servants of falsehood defeat us?

The truth is with us, and that's why we will be victorious!

Fire!

Fight, brothers! Fight them!

Charge their flank. They have no cover there.

Forward!

Lord Jindrich has fallen! - The commander has fallen!

It's ours!

Back! Get back! Run for your lives!

They flee! They flee!

Dismount! Dismount, Lords!

Now, children! Charge!

Charge!

Fight them! Kill them! Spare no-one!

Charge!

They flee! They flee! - They're running away!

Let them run, we will teach them even more.

Look, God's soldier.

Johanka!

Dear girl!

What about... brothers?

They have won.

Now the road to Tabor is open.

Those who are God's soldiers and follow His law,

ask for God's help and hope into Him,

believing in Him those will always win.

Don't be afraid of your enemies, don't scare of their number.

Always keep your God in your heart, for Him and with Him keep your fight.

Never run away, never give up.

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