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MEHMED
THE SULTAN OF CONQUESTS

EPISODE 3

My Sultan, Shahzadah Mehmed
wishes to speak with you.

You can come in, Shahzadah.

My Sultan.

With Allah's will, we managed to divide
the Crusaders before they could unite.

It's impossible for the Catholic Knights
to join Yanos now.

I heard that you declared
your sultanate in Saruhan.

You minted coins in your name and
made agreements with the ambassadors.

Is that true, Mehmed?

My Shahzadah!

Cough, my Shahzadah!

Cough!

Open your mouth, open it.

My Ahmed!

Let go of my Shahzadah!

What did you do to him?

Son!

Your mother is here!

Call the doctor immediately!

Let them prepare the infirmary.

Your mother is here, breathe!

Breathe, breathe, my Shahzadah!

You'll be okay.

Help us!

Did you send me to die, mother?

You, I, anyone in this room...

...are not more important
than Byzantium.

I did whatever was necessary
for this Empire to survive.

I'm your son, mother!

You were until you
collaborated with the Catholics.

Is this why you had
Emperor John killed!

I didn't mint those coins, my Sultan.

I thought the Venetians' only concern
was disrupting the trade.

Turns out, this wasn't their only agenda.

Then what is it?

Who knows?

Maybe they wanted you to send
a raider bey...

...to take my life.

By establishing a circle of viziers,
accepting the petition of the ahis...

...and the dervishes...

...you acted like a Sultan.

Is that also the Venetians doing, Mehmed?

While the Sultan of the realm was
going to conquest to conquest...

...isn't it the responsibility
of the Saruhan Sanjak Bey...

...to solve the bothered
and forgotten ahis problems, my Sultan?

These are very daring words
for an ordinary Sanjak Bey.

I'm not an ordinary Sanjak Bey!

I'm Shahzadah Mehmed,
the grandson of Hüdavendigar...

...the serdar of the veterans and
the son of Sultan Murad Han.

I did what was befitting for me.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

...I wish to return to my duty
in Saruhan.

Fine.

Yet...

...it's not time to return yet.

You ruined Yanos's game.

Judging by the information
from the Hungarians...

...it's necessary
to kill the beast in its lair.

Otherwise, there will be no rest
for the Ottoman!

What's you command, My Sultan?

The Hungarian expedition...

...is on the horizon.

But I have other concerns.

The infidel is no longer
the one we devastated in Varna.

Four long years have passed.

They have better guns and rifles.

Moreover, it seems that
their army is growing bigger.

What do you want me to do, my Sultan?

A new victory to be written...

...in our glorious history!

Finish your preparations.

Be my brother in arms.

Our Shahzadah was exhausted.

We gave him hops,
he'll sleep for a while, Sultana.

My son.

My hero.

You mother will always be with you.

She'll always keep you safe,
inşallah.

I hope he feels better, Halime Khatun.

How is our Shahzadah?

Did you come to finish the job, Hüma?

What are you talking about, Halime?

Do you even hear what you're saying?

Wasn't it your lady's maid
who tried to strangle my son?

Weren't you watching while
my Shahzadah was suffocating?

What kind of words are these, Halime?

Are you even listening to yourself?

Why would Hüma Khatun
try to do such a thing?

Maybe you were her accomplice
in this scheme?

I've not forgotten the suggestive
tales you told my Shahzadah, Mara.

Thank the shahzadah
who is lying there.

Otherwise, you would've been punished
for your words.

What would you do?

Strangle me, too?

I forgive your audacity
due to your grief.

Don't you dare go further
with your daring words.

You'll explain to Sultan Murad...

...how you tried to put my Shahzadah
into the ground.

Don't you know
anything but slander?

Will Sultan Murat
fall for your lies?

We'll see
after our Sultan listens to me.

We'll see whether it's slander
or the truth.

Now, get the hell
out of this room.

Get out!

Hüma!

You'll only harm yourself
with anger.

Think about yourself.

Enough is enough. Don't you hear
what she's accusing me of?

Has our Sultan ever believed her lies?

Besides, who would believe
that you tried to kill Shahzadah Ahmed?

No one would, I know that.

But I no longer have the strength
to deal with her lies.

She doesn't want her child
to be harmed, I understand that.

But she always blames me.
I'm sick of it.

Everyone does what befits them.

Eventually, she'll understand that
you aren't that easy to deter. Patience!

Was he there, too?

Send a messenger immediately.

The fate of the informant
who brought us false news from Erdel--

-Çandarlı.
-Right away.

Is this how you impregnate soil
with blood?

Forgive me, my Sultan.
I didn't know you were here.

No one can predict
where and when I appear.

Even you!

My beloved Sultan,
for your mercy...

...I'll find out
who was involved in this--

No need for an explanation.

I'm aware of the issue.

But there is no room for complacency.

Çandarlı.

Are you getting along
with my Janissary subjects?

They respect me.

They trust our words, My Sultan.

Do you trust them?

I mean the sounds.

I'm asking about their cries
that echo every day.

They say that
many heads are severed...

...and no one asks why.

Do you know why they say that?

Indeed, my Sultan.

Because inside of a severed head...

...the mind no longer exists.

The line between
mindlessness and betrayal...

...is a thin one.

You are walking on that line...

...Çandarlı.

Be selfless, Çandarlı,
think about me too.

While I was in despair wondering
if a traitor had infiltrated my building..

...I'd find consolation for the fact...

...that my absolute deputy...

...my Grand Vizier...

...was just mindless apparently.

There will be no second time!

If you make another mistake...

...the next severed head
will be yours, Çandarlı.

Pasha.

Pasha!

Indeed, my Sultan.

The Imperial court awaits us.

Indeed, my Sultan.

CONSTANTINOPLE

John was already sick.

His death was God's plan.

Our Emperor just died.

His body isn't even cold yet.
This is enough.

You're right.

Let's mourn
for our dear brother John...

...and honor his soul.

Guards!

Helena Dragas will be imprisoned...

...until her execution
for treason against the Emperor.

You can't do this, Demetrios.

My dear brother, will return
to his duty as the Mora Despot...

...after witnessing her execution.

WALLACHIA

Everyone will take what they deserve.

Nobody should worry.

Cardinal.

We're talking about how we'd share
the Ottoman lands at the end of the war.

You're late.

We have news from Naples.

Neither Capello nor
his ships reached Naples.

Capello.

He wouldn't sell us out.

To whom?

If he sold us out to Murad...

...the head of Prince of Transylvania
will be here soon.

If the knights also won't arrive...

...the battlefield
will be a hell hole for us.

I won't allow this.

What can you do?

I cannot allow such a defeat.

Disbanding the armies--

I can't let you give up
when we're this close.

Even when your whole
secret agenda is revealed?

No.

I have one last plan.

My best plan of all.

This time, I will have to pay
a price, too.

Cannonball master Urban.

Why did you put it here, Saruca?

Çandarlı Pasha had the cannonball
armory closed when you left.

I hid it here to keep it safe.

Were you able to finish it?

Yes, of course, my Shahzadah.

We made it flawlessly.

Superb.

It's better than the infidel's,
isn't it?

Have no doubt.

Our horses, wives
and guns are our honor as tradition.

Maşallah.

Lala.

The one whose armament shines...

...never cries.

Maşallah.

How many do we have?

Fifty or so, Pasha.

Enough, enough.

But we need to know
how to use it.

Only the Janissary can
use it, my Shahzadah.

We cannot give it to the Janissary.

Don't be so sure.

When they have the opportunity...

...we all saw that they turned into
blood thirst rebels, my Shahzadah.

A crooked sheath doesn't hold
a straight sword. Yes.

But there are lots of brave men
in the Janissary law...

...that still stand by
Hacı Bektaş's oath.

That's right, my Shahzadah.

Who could cooperate with us
without fearing Kurtçu?

Kara Mustafa Agha.

İshak!

Stop wandering around like a scabby dog,
you're making me dizzy.

Mehmed Pasha has returned, my Pasha.
He's back.

He reclaimed his reputation,
and he has returned.

-Won't we do something?
-Like what?

O Allah. I'm losing my mind here.
My eyes are bloodshot.

How can you stay so calm?

Your eyes are bloodshot?

Did I tell you the story
of the lion and the jackal?

Come. Sit down and listen.

Once upon a time, a lion and
a jackal became friends, İshak.

They wandered around
and then they got hungry.

The lion said, my dear friend jackal...

...you're hungry, I'm hungry,
we should do something about this.

Let's go hunting.

Anyway, these are two friends
like you and me.

While wandering, they came across
a pelter horse grazing in the meadow.

The lion's eyes suddenly sparkled.

He turned to the jackal.

"I could catch it
but first I need to be bragged...

...I need to feel like a lion,"
he said.

He stretched, he rubbed and he bent,
then turned to the jackal.

"Tell me if my otherworldly eyes
are bloodshot?" he asked.

The jackal saw that the lion's eyes
were all bloody.

"They are, lion"
he said with fear.

The lion approached the pelter.

A roar and a claw.

He took it down in one move.

He teared the horse apart.

Then they feast upon its flesh to feed.

Days pass, time passes.

These two buddies get hungry again.

They come across another pelter.

A young one.

It's unbridled without saddles.

It has no owner or skill.

It's so inexperienced, it doesn't
know how to escape or to deceive.

Yet, it's magnificent,
beautiful, and charming.

Like Shahzadah Mehmed.

This time, the jackal spoke.

"It's my turn, lion friend.
You rest," he said.

He talked boastfully.

"Let me boast, get angry.
Let my eyes see red...

...Watch me," he said.

The jackal began to rub on the ground,
and stretch.

"Tell me if my eyes are bloodshot,
lion," he asked.

The lion looked and said,
"No red in your eyes."

The jackal's eyes weren't bloodshot.

Jackal is known a trickster.

He said, "Say I see red,
say I'm just like a lion."

The lion played along.

"If you say so, so be it,"
he said.

The jackal approached the horse
with all his anger.

Just when he was about to
lunge, the pelter kicked him...

...and knocked the jackal down.

The horse ran away.
The jackal was on the ground.

The lion was confused.

The lion approached the jackal.

He looked at him with pity.

"Now, your eyes are bloodshot,
dear friend Jackal," he said.

Our pelter was young,
now he's a man.

He was raw, now he's wise.

He plays the game of politics.

Be wise...

...and don't walk around saying
your eyes are bloodshot, İshak.

You'll be hit like a ton of bricks
with one kick.

You should wait for my command.

Yes, sir.

Master Urban.

Finally, we met again.

Tomorrow I want to go to church to pray
for the soul of your brother John.

Don't forget
to pray on my behalf.

General Alex has arrived, sir.

Let him in.

You summoned me, Emperor.

Sit down, Alex.

We need to talk.

Sit down.

If you'll excuse me,
I should leave.

Sit down!

Please.

Are you married, Alex?

No, sir. I didn't the have time
due to my duty to the empire.

I assure you,
you're not missing anything.

Yet, there must be a love
that surrounds your heart, right?

-Get out!
-Forgive me, sir.

Anyway, I'll cut to the chase.

Shahzadah Orhan will be handed
to the Turks tomorrow.

Pick an elite unit.
I don't want any mishaps.

Yes, sir.

My old friend, Urban.

Time has been unjust for both of us.

I know you blame me for this.

If you take off my shackles...

...I could make it just...

...with my claws.

Killing me won't change anything.

Let me decide that.

Let him loose.

I need you.

More than ever.

And I think...

...your daughter needs you, too.

My daughter?

She's alive?

You're out of practice.

I'm sure the cannonballs
that you hid still work.

Where's my daughter?

The only thing between you and
your daughter is one last task.

The decision is yours, Master Urban.

Where does the gunpowder go?

The bottom of the barrel.

We put gravel in the barrel and
tighten it with a felt plug.

Then we set up the gun-sight and...

...we fire.

This is a strong armament,
where will we use this, my Shahzadah?

I don't think Yanos
will easily confront us.

He'll do his best
to wear us out before the war.

You mean, a raid?

It's hard to predict.

However, it's obvious that
he wants to target our Sultan.

During a possible infiltration operation,
your job is to protect the Sultan's tent.

Thank you, my Shahzadah.

But we need to train
the Janissary for this duty.

I see your concern.

What's the matter?

It's impossible to do this
without Kurtçu Doğan knowing.

He has spies everywhere.

Then we'll let Kurtçu know.

How?

I'll keep that to myself.

Investigate the weapon installation
in Saruca with detail.

I'll handle the rest.

"The Byzantine History" by Prokopios.

I've read it.

It's about ancient Byzantium.

Just conspiracies.

Today is no different, my Shahzadah.

Even if Demetrios
succeeds to sit on the throne...

...I still don't understand
how it would benefit us.

Tomorrow, he'll be our enemy again.

I have no fear of his hostility, Lala.

As long as he keeps his promise.

What promise?

He'll send Orhan to us.

How? To where?

Zağanos is already on his way.

If I had known, I wouldn't
have sent him alone.

I know, Lala, I know.

That's why I didn't tell you.

I need you here.

Or--

CONSTANTINOPLE

Do you want my help?

Of course not.
It's an honor to serve you.

Our whole mission
is to serve the Lord Jesus, my child.

My Empress.

How cowardly it is for Christians
to turn to God...

...only when they feel alone.
Right?

Where as, we have various
ways to reach God.

Tell me, Notaras.

My son Demetrios.

What could we do
to send him to God?

His wife Zoe.

As I learned,
she and Alex have an affair.

The nature of this affair--

Finding out that Demetrios
won't go to hell alone...

...is very good.

Very good, good.

What is your order?

Even if we cut off Yanos's
contact with the Latins...

...the infidel's army
is larger than we expected.

If the principalities you promised
had sided by me...

...we would be discussing
something else, Pasha.

My dear Sultan,
ease your heart.

We sent a messenger
to the Anatolian Beylerbeyi.

The cavalrymen are already on the way.

We're ready to tear up the hearts
of the infidels, Allah willing.

-İnşallah.
-Of course, we will.

Whenever they attacked us...

...they were doomed.

Yet, they recovered quickly
at every turn.

We engaged in inconclusive wars
with the Crusader army...

...which formed an alliance
every ten years.

That's why Mehmed
is in the council right now.

Infidels are together
in the amity and unity.

We Muslims, on the other hand, are more
interested in the cause of conquest...

...and we always fall apart
due to our personal gains.

What I'm saying is...

...why don't we stand together
against blasphemy?

How can we be united without pursuing
the same wish, my Shahzadah?

We have the same wish.

As proven by our experience,
what you say is impossible.

Scientific history
thinks differently, Halil Pasha.

There's mercy in unity,
torment in division.

Who will we call, my Shahzadah?

Dulkadirli who waits
for word from the Mamluk's?

Or Karamanlı
who was recently our enemy?

Let's say they came.

Wouldn't friends and foes say...

...that the state that Osman Gazi
founded centuries ago...

...was not strong enough...

...that their capital is being crushed
by the enemy's boots?

Wouldn't they say that,
my Shahzadah?

Again, your ego is speaking, Pasha.

The cause of Islam
is not a simple world war.

Even Catholics are trying
to unite with the Orthodox...

...unity falls upon us!

It isn't easy to keep large
armies in our capital, Shahzadah!

You talk about Byzantium.

Didn't the Latins invade Constantine
with the promise of allyship?

We are not like the infidels...

...who are divided into different
dispositions and sects, Pasha.

There is one Qibla.

There is one Book.

There is only one Allah.

This much oneness
surely ensures unity.

This is my command!

"I swear to Allah,
who surrounds the sky above us...

...creates the earth below us...

...and keeps us alive
in our skin cage...

...Islam...

...and even Turkishness...

...are faced with a great danger.

It's our duty
to confront this danger.

Now, it's time
to let go of our egos...

...and deal with the infidel.

It's time to unite
under Oğuz's unity...

...and to fight for the Muslims amity!

May Allah bless our holy war.

Mehmed, you stay.

Finish your preparations quickly.

Then go to the raider troops
of the sons of Malkoç.

Tell them to secure the road.

Don't let anything go wrong.

Sultan's command is our firman.

Have you only come this far
in all these years?

Let's start by reducing
the weight of the cannonballs.

Dear mother.

What's wrong, my Shahzadah?

How long do we have left?

Not long. You'll reunite with your mother
Hüma just a little further ahead.

Father gave me these roses.

We've been on the road all this
time, but they still haven't grown.

Why don't my roses bloom,
Akşemsettin Effendi?

Or have I committed a sin?

Children can have no sins, my Shahzadah.

But every beauty
comes with patience and prayer.

Those who take refuge in Allah,
can even build roads to the sky.

How?

Is it possible
to build a road to the sky?

Yes, my Shahzadah. Indeed it is.

As long as you have
a deep faith.

Let me tell you a story.

One day, a Sultan like your father...

...gave two roses to his two sons.

He said, "My wish is
to see these roses bloom."

The elder son
put the saplings in a corner.

The roses didn't get even
a drop of water...

...or a ray of sun.

Without care, concern,
patience, persistence...

...the sapling dried up.

Did it never bloom?

It didn't, my Shahzadah.

Some more time passed by...

...and the Sultan
asked his sons about the roses.

He ordered to bring them.

The eldest son brought
a withered sapling and...

...he explained what happened.

The sultan turned to his younger son.

He saw a bright,
red and dazzling rose...

...in his little son's hand.

The Sultan was curious and
asked how he succeeded.

His son said,
"I grew it with patience.

I watered it every day
and took it out in the sun.

I said sweet words to it.

Then I prayed to Allah
for his blessing," he said.

In short,
first you make an effort...

...then you receive wisdom.

Now, tell me my Shahzadah...

...do you have nice words
that you have memorized...

...for your roses?

Of course,
my mother made me memorize them.

"I have roses on three branches.

I'm a dervish, I have a keşkül.

Intercession O Messenger of Allah,
I have a trouble."

In Allah's name!

Lillahu, my Shahzadah.

Lillahu.

CONSTANTINOPLE

I can't witness my mother's execution.

So, what are you going to do?

I'll talk to Demetrios again.

Alright.

Then don't forget
to ask about Orhan as well.

Orhan?
Where did that come from, Notaras?

You have no idea.

Emperor Demetrios...

...decided to hand Orhan
over to the Turks.

What?

How could he, Notaras?

Doesn't he know
how important Orhan is to us?

Maybe he knows how
valuable he is for you...

...and that's why he's sending him.

Do you think I care about Orhan's
damn life, Notaras?

No.

Orhan is the only leverage
we have against the Ottoman Empire.

Do you know where they went?

I know, but...

...if the Emperor finds out,
it won't be good for us.

I will not let...

...our empire perish
in the hands of Demetrios.

Alright.

Çandarlı Pasha wants you
to stand strong, Agha.

He said he would find a solution.

Mehmed, whom we thought could not come,
returned like a Sultan, Pasha.

He'll punish those who were
responsible for what was done to him.

I don't get it either, Kurtçu.

Somehow he gained
the favor of the Sultan.

Make way!

His Excellency Shahzadah Mehmed!

What's happening, Pasha?

As if I know, Kurtçu.
I hope it's not bad news.

I see that the cauldron of creed
is boiling.

In that case, an agreement was made
with the Sultan.

What do you think, Kurtçu Agha?

Indeed, my Shahzadah.
Thank Allah, our cauldron is boiling.

Superb.

Superb.

At the times we fail to keep the covenant,
it tips over, right?

It does, but...

...the sherbet inside
waters the soil like blood.

Then, the cauldron
shouldn't be tipped over.

In order to do this,
we need a strong trivet.

Does a sturdy trivet prevent
the cauldron from tipping over?

It does.

Each leg of the trivet that keeps
the Janissary cauldron standing...

...is equivalent to a power.

One is the Sultan.

He secures justice.

He gives the verdict.

This is insight.

The other is the Janissary.

He sweats and bleeds.

He conquers.

He is the power.

The last one is the nation.

It gives results.

It works.

It serves.

If one of them fails or breaks...

...Allah forbid, the cauldron...

...tips over.

We were never the ones that failed,
my Shahzadah.

There's no sides in this,
Kurtçu Agha!

There are two sides
in this big realm.

Infidels and Muslims.

If one of the trivets breaks
and the cauldron tips over...

...the Muslims will suffer,
not the infidel.

I forgot the old cauldrons
that have tipped over.

I want everyone to forget.

From now on...

...let's leave the past in the past.

We'll unite for the future.

Let this be known.

Did something happen, my lady?

Alex.

He's waiting for me
in the horse carriage.

You distract the guards,
I should go now.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Let's go.

Fire!

This hallow iron weapon
shoots one at a time.

It'll bring us more harm than good
in a war.

While we try to fill it,
the enemy will take us down.

There's a way and
method to everything, Kurtçu Agha.

Make two rows of three.

Listen carefully.

İshak Pasha!

Yes, my Shahzadah.

Come closer, Pasha.

We have a demonstration.

You'll be an enemy soldier.

Yes, my Shahzadah.

Do you think the artillery to be built
will be enough to defeat the Turks?

A good commander doesn't
have just one plan, Cardinal.

The Turks will cross this bridge
to go to the battlefield.

Ottoman raiders will be the first.

Then the Janissary.

We'll start firing as soon as
the raiders cross the bridge.

The Raiders who cross the bridge
won't allow you to fire cannons.

You underestimate
my combat intelligence, Cardinal.

That's why we have Urban.

The cannons will be placed
in such a place that...

...no one will know
where the shots come from!

If we build
enough long-range cannons...

...we'll get not only
to the Ottoman capital...

...but to Jerusalem, Yanos.

Look!

Don't reload these before they cool-down.

Okay?

These ones are already cracked.

Where did you find this?

Come on, don't stop!
Go on!

Does he know about his daughter?

What do you think?

This is all slander, Notaras.

Then, what is this?

Alex or Demetrios.

Decide.

Keep your shield up, like this.

Do you understand?
This can't hit you.

But the infidel could.

Come on, make defense!

One minute, brother,
wait a minute, wait a minute!

Steward, let him come.

Come closer.

What's your name?

Hasan, son of Ali.

Have you missed prayers, Hasan?

We came to be raiders, Bey.

Not to be a student in a madrasah.

This war needs faith.

You will be side by side
with martyrdom.

Now, tell me.

Have you missed prayers, or not?

I have neither missed a prayer
nor fasting.

Maşallah.

Do you speak any languages?

I speak Greek and a little Serbian.

How did you learn?

My father was an Ahi.

He used to go to Constantinople
to sell goods.

I learned there.

You said "He used to."
Is your father dead?

He was in Constantinople
to trade.

The Byzantines killed him during
a commotion at the port.

-May he rest in peace.
-Amin.

Are you Turkish?
Where's your homeland?

Clone, tribe?

I'm Turkish, Bey.

I come from Ulubat,
from the Karakeçili tribe.

Do you have a master?

The Bursa Grand Mosque's
imam, Süleyman Çelebi.

-Do you have a sign?
-Yes, Bey.

Have you ever fought in a war,
Hasan?

No.

Have you had a duty in any raid?
Do you have military training?

No, Bey.

Got it.

If you don't have training,
you can't be a raider, my boy.

If you don't have sword training,
you cannot enter here.

Please, Bey.
I've come a long way.

-Next!
-Bey, listen!

I came all this way, Bey.

Please Bey, just listen.
Please, listen!

Steward, you can go.

You, come with me.

You'll explain yourself to Bali Bey.

Bey!

Who's this?

Hasan. Hasan from Ulubat.

He has no sword training.

He wishes to be a raider.

I said no but he insists.

I can be, Bey.

I can ride a horse,
shoot arrows.

I can practice with the sword
on felt.

I can do all of these, too.
I can be a raider.

Listen to me, Bey.

These are not raiders,
my brave.

They're raider candidates.

Isn't that Shahzadah Mehmed?

It is.

Old friend Federiko!

I heard you have a long way to go.

I think you should return.

Your children, your beautiful
wife shouldn't worry about you.

Their only concern...

...is that I violate
the emperor's order.

Don't add the cold face of death
to this worry, Federiko.

Give me Orhan.

It's the order
of Emperor Demetrios.

Orhan will be handed over
to the Ottomans.

You know I won't allow this.

Don't force us to use
our swords against you.

The choice is yours.

I'm not responsible for the
Christian blood that will be shed.

May God forgive your sins.

I didn't know you loved me
this much.

I don't.

This is for the future
of our empire.

Where are we going?

I have to hide you for a while,
Orhan.

While Mehmed's Lala Zağanos
is waiting for us?

Notaras wants to use you
to get his position back, right?

No, he wants no reputation or position.

Then, what?

Helena.

He wants Helena.

How?

This is how it happened, Bali Bey.

Do you have any information
about Vlad's soldiers?

We've heard that
they retreated to the mountains.

But winter is coming.

They cannot stay in the mountains.

Why did you ask?

You must meet the Wallachians
who wants to take revenge.

I need some guides
who know the mountains well.

Korkut.

Just like his name,
he spreads fear to many infidels.

He is strong and devoted.

He knows the realm
like the back of his hand.

Where's he from?

He's my real nephew.

His father, my brother...

...died in Varna.

In the arms of Şahabettin Pasha.

Hence our closeness.

May his rank be high.

I hope he rests next to the serdar
of Martyrs.

-Amin.
-Amin.

Amin.

You've already met
Hamza and Saltuk.

One is my seeing eye,
the other is my striking fist.

Got it.

Holy war is on the horizon.
Just around the corner.

The army should march.

Secure the road, Bali Bey.

You know, Sultan Murad Han
doesn't want any trouble.

Holy war is a festivity for us,
my Shahzadah.

What's necessary will be done,
Allah willing.

We obey our Sultan's personal wishes.

As you know, Evrenesoğulları is dealing
with the rebellion in the Berat Castle.

I mean, sons of Malkoç have
a great mission in this holy war.

The sons of Malkoç will sacrifice
their lives for our Sultan.

Don't worry.

Şahabettin.

Make way, brave men!

Let's go.

Bey, I have important things
to say my Shahzadah.

Bey, please.

-Who is this kid?
-Bey.

-Please, Bey.
-Hasan, my Shahzadah.

He wishes to be a raider.

The son of a Turkish merchant
who supplied goods to Constantinople.

The Byzantines murdered
his father at the port.

Please Bey, let me pass.

My shahzadah,
I wish to be a raider.

They didn't let me because I don't
have a sword training. Will you allow it?

My condolences, Hasan.

You wish to be a raider.

But...

...you don't know the raider's law.

Bali Bey is the king and the Sultan here.

His rejection can not be overseen
by neither Shahzadah Mehmed...

...nor Sultan Murad Han
would contradict his words.

This is the ancient law.

First Empress Helena's death sentence...

...then sending Orhan to the Turks.

When will we say "Stop"
to all these mistakes?

The Emperor has given the orders.
Don't you know this, Notaras?

Why do we have a Senate?
Why do we have you?

To prevent the emperor from
making bad decisions, right?

Does the Senate have any power?

Not on the Emperor.

But it does on the public.

So what if we have power?

We cannot defy
a murderer like Demetrios.

You're out of your mind.

You obviously want to drag
us into the pit you fell into.

I'm trying...

...to pull Byzantium
out of the hole, not me! Stop!

If you walk out that door...

...you'll be responsible
of this collapsing empire.

Our hands are tied.

What could we do?
Kill the emperor?

Politics is sharper than a sword.

No killing.

Trust me.

Stand by me.

Help me.

Why did you leave
my Shahzadah alone?

Why weren't you with him?

Mara had arrived.

I wanted to keep my Shahzadah safe.

Or I'd never leave him.
I would be his shadow.

Why did you want to keep Mara away?

She suddenly came into the room.

She sat next to Ahmed
and told suggestive stories.

Even though I warned her afterwards...

...she sent Ahmed outside.

Why would she do such a thing?

Since you summoned
Mehmed to your presence...

...Hüma Khatun struggles in delusions.

I think, he sent Mara.

Besides...

...while my Ahmed
was fighting for his life...

...Hüma was just watching.

Why didn't you say so?

I kept silent to avoid suspicion,
but...

...Hüma Khatun's intentions
are not good, my Sultan.

She wishes to kill Ahmed.

Listen to yourself!

My Sultan.

I feel for Hüma, too.

She's a mother.

She worries about
her shahzadah's life.

She protects her son's life
by killing mine?

My Sultan, if you'll allow it...

...I would like to go to Bursa.

Where did this come from?

I don't have the strength
to deal with all this evil.

I don't fear my own life.

I fear for my child's life.

Let me go.

I'd rather die...

...than have you mourn
for another son...

...like you did for Alaaddin.

That's enough.

I've missed you so much
all those years, my Shahzadah.

We reunited safe and sound
one more time. Thank Allah.

You look wonderful, Mara Khatun.

I hope you're in good health,
as well as in good spirits.

Thank you, dear Bahar.
I feel better to see you.

I brought you a rose, Sultana,
but it hasn't bloomed yet.

When you came back,
all the flowers bloomed in my heart.

I made you Haseki Sultana.

And you act like this?

I don't understand your rage,
my Sultan.

I didn't bring any shame
to the name Haseki Sultana...

...or to your harem's prosperity.

-I wouldn't do that.
-I heard enough of your fancy words.

Prepare for the road.

You're going to Bursa.

You will stay there
until I say otherwise!

Emperor Demetrios sent you a gift.

Sit down, Orhan.

Eat something, you look hungry.

Have some halal food.

You must have forgotten
what halal is.

Did you really believe that
you would rule the Ottoman Empire?

I believed it, just as you believed
that the immature Mehmed...

...would remain on the throne...

...Zağanos.

Mehmed will become a sultan
whose name will echoes through ages.

But you.

Mehmed is just a former Sultan...

...who was dethroned
by his own soldiers.

But if you accept your mistake
and obey...

...I can forgive you.

It's a trap!

It shouldn't be that easy
to be Mehmed's lala.

Kill me right now, don't hesitate.

I would love to drown you
in this Christian blood you shed.

But not yet.

Why don't we say
"Ya Allah, Bismillah"

...and attack this infidel
named Yanos now?

Why don't we cut his throat
in his sleep?

Repent, O Allah, repent!

The dog's army is huge too.

How many infidels do you think
would fall per one raider?

O Allah.
Hold your tongue, Saltuk!

Just shut up. You'll disgrace
us all in front of the Shahzadah's.

My Shahzadah.

-Protect the kids.
-Okay.

Okay.

Don't harm us!
We have no swordsmen!

We want no harm, old man.

Where are you headed?

We escaped from Yanos's tyranny.

We're headed to the land
of hope, Ottoman Empire.

But the road is rugged.
We're resting now.

We heard that Wallachian
soldiers fled to the mountains.

What happened to them?

They joined the ranks
of their murderers.

They bowed down to Yanos,
the murderer.

Don't they have any brave men
who thinks about his dignity, Uncle?

Any man who stood for himself
with bravery?

Of course, there is. They went to the
Carpathians, to the Bucegi Mountains.

Where are these mountains?

If Demetrios...

...finds out that you saved me,
he won't let you live either.

Someone had to tell him that
he cannot do anything he wants.

Don't worry about it.

I don't want you to get
into trouble because of me.

If you wish, I can hide you
for a while.

As long as I have a prisoner
like Zağanos...

...Demetrios can't harm you,
don't worry.

Demetrios is not your only enemy
anymore.

Mehmed will do everything
to save his Lala.

Time will tell us
what he can do.

WALLACHIA - CARPATHIAN MOUNTAINS

We stuck in the Carpathians.
Why don't we go back?

Because the castle
completely belongs to Yanos.

Do we give up?

Never! But we're outnumbered.

We cannot risk to declare
a war in front of the castle.

We'll attack Yanos's reserves
and wear him out.

There's no one to help us?

What about the Ottomans?

They said they would support us.
You said Sultan Murad wouldn't forget us.

I was wrong.

We're alone.

Wallachia Castle
is just a dream for us now.

Every victory
starts with a dream.

Who are you?

The Ottomans you gave up hope on.

Son of Sultan Murad Han,
Shahzadah Mehmed!

We've waited for you
for so long.

However, Yanos burned
and destroyed everything.

Keep your anger alive.

We'll get our revenge from Yanos.

His army is very large.
But we are few.

It's impossible to defeat Yanos.

Do not despair.

To see the limits of possibility...

...you should do the impossible.

Ease your hearts.

We've thought of everything.

Hamza Bey will inform you.

It's time to do our duty.

Everyone who can hold a sword,
follow me!

What if we fail, my Shahzadah?

What if we fail in our mission?

You do the effort,
then leave it to Allah, Korkut!

Who knows?

Maybe, you'll be the one
to take Yanos's life.

İnşallah, my Shahzadah.

Alex.

So, my little birds delivered
my message.

Not your birds,
but your faithful dog, Notaras.

There's no need to be angry.

Falling in love is not a bad thing.

What's bad is falling in love
with the Emperor's wife.

Isn't that right, Alex?

Tell me what you want.

Zoe is so young, so beautiful.

I want her to survive,
just like you do.

I'll find a way
to get you out of here.

Whatever it takes, but...

...if anything happens to Zoe--

Who said I wanted to escape?

So, what do you want?

You've done a lot for us.
Bless us, my Sultana.

I bless you, daughter.

My beautiful daughters
are like angels.

As I always say...

...we don't value beauty
in the harem...

...we value morality.

Never forget this.

Harem is not
a home for debauchery...

...is a temple of science.

On its gate, it's written,
"O Allah...

...open us the doors of charity."

Remember that
you're in a school of wisdom.

The state of Ottoman's pillar
is clear.

Birun works.

Enderun thinks.

Harem smiles.

Don't be sad. You'll make me sad too.

May your beautiful faces
always smile.

Is Bursa very far,
Sultana?

No, my boy.

You can come whenever you want.

My darling.

You talk as if you'll never return.
Why are you so sad, Hüma?

You cannot predict the future,
Mara.

Let's part as if
we'll never meet again.

If we meet again,
what a joy it'll be.

Girl. I came and now I am going.

Not just me,
everyone comes and goes.

Only you and my Shahzadah
will remain.

Take care of each other.

Keep each other safe.

We met at last but we couldn't
spend time together, Sultana.

We'll meet again, inşallah.

-So, you learned from your mistake.
-Yes, sir.

We want to stand behind you
against our real enemy.

This time, your apology
is enough for your foolishness.

Go.

Soldier!

Don't give them weapons.

Take what they have.

Which unit should they go to, sir?

You needed more to help Urban,
right?

Let them help.

Yes, sir.

By the way, they look hungry!

Feed their bellies.

Yes, sir.

Leave your belongings.

CONSTANTINOPLE

How could you stab me
in the back?

Do you see how crazy you are?

Orhan is our only leverage
against the Ottomans.

You shed Christian blood
for weak people.

Orhan will go.

And this time,
we're sending his head!

Then Zağanos's head
goes with it.

-Zağanos?
-Yes.

Mehmed's Lala, Zağanos.

If you try to kill Orhan...

...I'll kill Zağanos
with my own hands.

Guards!

Release my mother, Helena Dragas!

Her execution
will take place now.

As you wish, brother.

Orhan and Zağanos'
heads will remain on their bodies.

All our nobles will watch the execution.
Spread the word.

My brother and I don't want to be alone
while watching this unforgettable event.

Isn't that right, brother?

The moment I saw Kurtçu,
I remembered that dark day.

The treachery they committed.

Just as there's a time for patience...

...there's a time for revenge.

I know, my Shahzadah.

But I can't find a cure
for the wound in my heart.

Sharp insight is faster
than miracles.

Bravery and courage are good,
but knowing politics...

...beats them all.

We must remain silent in order to avoid
discord and chaos until the time comes.

When the time comes?

When the time comes...

...we'll destroy those who think
we deserve this much evil.

Let's pray!

Dear Byzantine noblemen!

Even if my mother
is the one who betrays me...

...she must pay the price.

Let this be an example to you all.

The traitor is not our holy saint.

You are the traitor, Emperor!

Catch that dog!

You punish without judgment!

Moreover, we know that you had
an agreement with the Turks.

Why are you waiting, Alex?
Seize those dogs!

Are you disobeying your Emperor,
too?

Enough, Demetrios!

My Empress.

The true heir of my son John...

...the Emperor of Byzantine...

...Long live Constantine!

Long live the Emperor!

Long live the Emperor!

Long live the Emperor!

Long live the Emperor!

Long live the Emperor!

The safety of this region...

...is very important, Çandarlı.

Raiders, lead by our Shahzadah..

...have secured the region,
my Sultan.

Distribute the soldiers of Candaroğlu
and Ramazanoğulları...

...to strengthen the left
of the army.

The Dulkadirs must be...

...on the right side.

-Selamünaleyküm.
-Aleykümselam.

Welcome İbrahim Bey,
welcome indeed.

Well-received.

I tell our Sultan
that you've arrived.

If you wish, let's go outside.

My Sultan.

Karamanoğlu İbrahim Bey is here.

The most honest of tribes...

...honorable İbrahim!

Welcome.

What a pleasure.

Welcome, my brother Murad Han.

Thank Allah, we caught up with you.

We entered your tent and saw your glory.
We're happy indeed.

The steppe keeps you vigorous.

Apparently,
time cannot wear you out.

But you're exhausted from travel.

Let me get you a tent to rest.

War baton is standing and
the drums are beating.

And I cannot put out my fire
until the Hungarian infidel dies.

Thank Allah, it's our destiny
to fight shoulder to shoulder.

As for your fire,
We have ice-cold sherbet for it.

O Allah.

Hearts are only in Your hands.

Make us united.

Our brotherhood,
which You call "my blessing"...

...shouldn't make us one of those
who are corrupted by their desires.

Let us hold on
to you tightly...

...and with the believers
who tightly hold your hands...

...O Allah, grant us victory in the
name of the Order of the World!

We only serve You.

We don't bow down
to anyone other than You.

Give our sultan...

...give our army...

...strength O Allah, give us the power
to fight against the infidels.

Don't spare Your help from us!

Amin.

Elhamdülillah.

As soon as I received your call,
I hit the road.

The Timurid threat is well known.

That's why, I left most
of my army behind.

I came with a special unit.

I wish you wouldn't
bother to come in person.

Is it bad to be granted
the honor of martyrdom?

Neither shah nor sultanate.

Martyrdom is a great honor.

It'll be our fate, inşallah.

İnşallah, brother
Murad Han, inşallah!

That is what we wish and pray for.

Besides, I brought my harem
to your capital for that reason.

If Azrael appears...

...they'll come and pray for me.

First, we march to the battlefield...

...then we'll see if
the Most Merciful will appear to us...

...or if the enemy is devastated.

We'll see.

Many years ago, you and I met
when Gülşah was a child, Halime Khatun.

Time flies so fast, doesn't it?

Indeed.

Maşallah, my dear Gülşah
has blossomed beautifully.

Thank you, my Sultana.

Is her husband on the battlefield
with İbrahim Bey?

She's still single.
We haven't found a good match.

You'll be a bride of the palace,
inşallah, my dear.

Look at Urban.
As if he hasn't been in a cell for years.

He neither sleeps
nor gets tired.

He has other troubles.

Like what? He's like us.

Trying to expel Muslims
from these lands.

Urban's trying to save his daughter.

His daughter?

I overheard Yanos
and the Cardinal's conversation.

Urban has daughter in Constantinople
named Zoe.

What does Yanos
have to do with this?

The Byzantine Prince--

The Byzantine Prince Demetrios.

He once rebelled against his father
and took refuge in the Serbian land.

And?

Yanos was fighting
against the Turks then.

When Urban didn't participate in
this war and fled...

...he burned down Urban's village.

And he took the girl and
sold her to the Byzantines?

Watch out! You incompetent!

I will.

Okay, that's nice.

Have these ready tomorrow morning.

Man, bring water here, too.

Young man!

Bring water here.

Are you in a good mood,
Master Urban?

If you want, come and help me.

Share this pleasure, too.

His Royal Highness.

You'll soon have plenty
of apprentices to help you.

The Serbs accepted the alliance.

Brankovic. That stubborn goat.

So, he was finally convinced.

Soon a company of Bohemian soldiers...

...will welcome Brankovic
in the Dark Valley.

You can share the pleasure
with them.

Doesn't Brankovic know the way?

Why will they meet him?

I don't know, it's Yanos's orders.

How don't you know?

Someone had to bring
Yanos's orders to Brankovic.

What orders?

In the bloodiest moment of the war...

...Brankovic and his army will attack...

...Murad from behind.

Come in.

I choose this one.

Thank you.

Silk is not worthy enough
for your skin, but...

...famous masters wove it for you.

In the land of Mosul.

Thank you Gülşah Khatun,
you shouldn't have.

Gifts are noble in Turkmen,
it's not a bother at all.

The land of India is notorious.

In fact, Indian silk looks like a piece
of cloth compared to Turkmen fabric.

Dear me!

The beautiful fabrics are ruined.

-It's easy to clean.
-Bahar!

I can handle it.
I'll remove the stain.

Don't worry.

O Allah.

I always say "Let the maids
do it." But she never listens.

I apologize.

She's been living in the palace
for a long time.

But she still doesn't see
herself as a noble yet.

Forgive her.

If the Serbs...

...reach the battlefield
at the most crucial moment...

...we'll lose many soldiers.
-Right.

We must send a message to
our Shahzadah immediately.

Follow the stream path behind.

You can quickly
reach the foothill.

What are you going to do?

-I'll kill Yanos.
-What?

Like you could kill Yanos!

I couldn't leave you here
with a such a difficult job.

We have to split up, Saltuk.

Maybe...

...maybe, we have to do this
for the first time in our lives.

And if I succeed...

...then neither the Serbs nor
the others will have any power.

What happens if you get caught?

Look, what if you get caught?

Then martyrdom is the beloved...

...martyr is the lover.

We'll meet again...

...on the other side, brother.

Go now.
We don't have time to waste.

Don't forget to report
the information about Urban.

-Give your blessing.
-It's all yours, brother.

Give your blessings, too.

It's all yours.

-It's all yours.
-It's all yours.

-Go! All the best!
-Okay.

Do you think he believed it?

He believed it
but are you sure...

...he's Turkish spy?

You just look but I see.

Sometimes attention
trumps intelligence.

That young man among
the Wallachians...

...is a raider. The ring-shaped mark
was still on his thumb.

Only worn by Turkish archers.

If you realized
that he was a spy...

...how can you be so relaxed?

I have seen enough to know
that distress isn't the solution.

Distress isn't the solution, true.

But them infiltrating us
is a great danger.

What wrong?

Are you scared?

This is not fear, but precaution.

The end of our brother,
the Prince of Transylvania...

...should be a lesson to all of us.
-He's not wrong.

You made a plan.
We didn't even discuss it.

We should've talked about
how much hope we have.

In war, hope kills, Cardinal.

Only the truth keeps you alive.

General Yanos. The raider informant
took the bait. He left the campsite.

Here's another fact.

Knowing the enemy avoids danger.

It's much more useful
than praying in a war.

We don't need
Urban's balls anymore...

...to separate the raiders and
Janissary from each other.

You're a scary man.

Urban will be of great use to us
on the battlefield.

-True.
-How can you do this?

-I don't understand.
-By intuition or by intelligence?

Are you gifted by God?

Do you really want to understand?

Then, let the Prince of Moldavia
help us.

Since you're worried...

...put on my own cloak
and my sword and go out.

Why would I do this?

To understand what it really means
to be Yanos.

Yanos it's the end of the road
for you.

Hope consoles you,
the truth keeps you alive.

Doubt kills.

I heard that Turkish raiders
are very brave.

However, I didn't think
they would go so far...

...as to come to hell
and kill a hound.

Almighty Allah.

Tell me, Türk.

Are there any moles
at the headquarters?

You'll die in such great agony...

...that begging won't change anything.

Master Urban!

A Turkish raider never lies.

This man is deceiving you.

Will you fight for this man...

...who sold your daughter
as a slave to Byzantium?

I'm a witness that there is...

...no other God than Allah.

As I said, my Shahzadah...

...the Serbs will be on
the battlefield to support Yanos...

...at the most intense moment
of the war.

Unless we stop them--

Brankovic.

He can't afford to betray us again.

-Are you sure, Saltuk?
-I'm sure, my Shahzadah.

We'll send Bali Bey
to the Dark Valley.

We need to beat
the Serbs, my Shahzadah.

If Saltuk's message is true,
we have very little time.

If the sons of Malkoç doesn't
arrive in Kosovo on time...

...army's cavalry wing
will collapse.

There is no other way to stop
the Serbian army, my Shahzadah.

It would be enough if our Sultan's
army could last for a while.

Then they'll beat Brankovic...

...and enter Kosovo,
Allah willing.

So, let's see it
with our own eyes.

Korkut. Where is he?

Did this Türk tell the truth?

Where is my daughter?

We are just about to win the war...

...don't you think you
speak boldly?

You still need me to adjust
the deflection of those balls.

Where is my daughter?

Do you remember what happened
the last time you threatened me?

My only wish is to expel the Muslims who
curse our lands with their call to prayer.

Then you will be reunited
with your daughter.

I promise.

Do you understand now?

Allah willing...

...I have full faith in victory,
Çandarlı.

Allah willing...

...the victorious sound of Islam
will echo in Kosovo, my Sultan.

Kosovo.

Manycarmies were victorious, many brave
men became veterans in Kosovo.

My grandfather
Hüdavendigar Murad Han...

...was granted with martyrdom
in Kosovo.

Next to him...

...stands, Çandarlı Ali Pasha.

Yes, my Sultan.

Do you know what my grandfather...

...Murad Han prayed for
in these lands?

O Allah!

Sacrifice me for those Muslims!

Don't let a single believer be
defeated at the hands of the unbelievers!

I sacrifice my life
for this victorious army.

Grant my wishes!

Amin.

İnşallah, we'll be
victorious believers...

...or martyr soldiers in this war.

İnşallah, my Sultan, inşallah.

What are you doing, Yanos?

We worked hard for this unity.

Why did you have the
Prince of Moldavia killed?

His mind was full of doubts.

I put him out of his misery.

He should've been grateful.

There is no Moldavian soldiers
left outside, not even one.

And you're lying here
enjoying yourself.

All this tension is unnecessary.

Not a single Moldavian knows
about their Prince's death.

How? Where are they?

Some Moldavians...

...are waiting to ambush the raiders
in the Dark Valley.

What about the others?

They will show Murad
that it's impossible to defeat Yanos.

How?

I sent them to Murad's
tent with the Wallachians...

...whose eyes I had gouged out.

-Will they surrender them?
-No.

I put sacks full of gunpowder
on their backs.

Of course, the Wallachians
don't know what they're carrying.

As they run to Murad's tent, they think
they'll surrender to the Türks.

After a few fiery arrows
of the Moldavians.

Boom!

It's a trap!

Protect the Shahzadah!

There are so many soldiers,
my Shahzadah!

Father. Father. Father!

Father. Father!

Father.

-My father.
-Beyazıd, my child.

Did you have a bad dream, son?

My roses! The roses
my father gave me!

Mehmed.

Protect the Shahzadah!

The Ottomans,
for which you sold your brothers...

...and chose to resist,
is right in front of you.

But I'm not that cruel.

Here's your chance.

The one who reaches the camp
will be saved.

Those who fail,
will become targets of our arrows.

If they see your misery...

...they'll understand
what's coming for them.

Come on.

Go ahead! Come on, go!

Archers!

They say the Hungarian infidel
is strong.

Is that true, Agha?

There is no one better
than us in the battlefield.

Don't worry, my lion.

What is this?

Who is there?

It's an attack!

-Yes, my Sultan.
-Protect the tent!

Get in order!

-What are these noises?
-It's a raid!

-Protect our Sultan.
-Pull you swords!

Shields!

The arrows are coming
from the forest!

To the forest!

-What's going on, Çandarlı?
-My Sultan.

We were attacked from
the northern border. Go to your tent.

Attack!

Protect our Sultan!

Don't let them get close
to the Sultan!

Protect the Sultan!

They have gunpowder
on their backs!

Remember, the biggest tent
is Murad's.

Pasha!

May Allah protect us!

END OF EPISODE 3