My Sultan.
What is this, Fazil?
I am asking to leave my duty.
Raise your head and look
into my eyes while you speak.
I... I let you down, my Sultan.
Being your deputy
is a great honor.
But...
I don't think I deserve it, so I
am asking to leave my duty.
This is not going to happen
because you are asking for it.
Unless the one who gave you this duty takes
it back, you cannot move a step, Fazil.
We have a long way to go.
It takes time to see the truth.
Isn't that the hard part of being
someone who follows the truth, my Sultan?
I was one of those who
couldn't see the truth.
I never doubted the
purity of your heart.
And I won't.
We were struggling
for the same da'wah..
...but we had different ideas.
Thanks to Allah
we are united again.
We have a long way to go.
My Sultan.
Thank you.
I appreciate it.
Come on.
The council is waiting for us.
There is blood of
muslims on this gold.
...which you deserve!
I didn't get this gold by sitting
in palaces but by my sword!
With my sword! With blood!
Now you don't have
to fear Salahuddin!
Long live knight Chatillion!
Long live knight Chatillion!
This is real power, Henok.
The people are now behind us.
Long live knight Chatillion!
His majesty probably
missed me a lot, huh?
His majesty is waiting for you.
Then let's not keep
the King waiting.
Don't forget!
I am Renaud de Chatillion.
As long as I'm here, you will
sleep safely in your homes.
God is with Jerusalem!
We must find a way to make
King guy's army come out.
After the defeat at Kerek, it is impossible
for them to dare that, my Sultan.
By uniting the islamic world, we
already achieved the impossible.
Since they took al-Quds, the enemy has feared
one thing the most... muslims being united.
The enemy will plan
according to our strength.
If we show ourselves as weak against the
crusaders, it will make them more excited.
They will think we are weak
and want to come and destroy us.
I am sure of that.
So according to this plan, they
must not know about our unity.
Correct.
We will convince them that Mosul, Aleppo,
and the beys have turned their backs on me.
How is that going to happen?
The danger at Kerek and
Ibelin has passed for now.
We will pull most of our soldiers back to
Damascus so it will look like we need support.
We are ready to do our duty.
But.. -But?
When the time comes,
when we enter al-Quds...
...just like they didn't leave a single
Muslim alive, we want to do the same.
Did I hear it right, Tuman?
Do you want to shed
everyone's blood in al-Quds?
Do you want dead bodies
covered in blood on the streets?
I agree with Emir Tuman.
Retaliation is a must. None
of them deserve mercy.
You must allow the soldiers
to loot and for retaliation.
What if I don't allow them?
-Then...
-This is not the right time to talk about this.
While we are thankful for unity,
there is no need for a new separation.
About the plan... if we can pull the crusaders into a
field battle, we will gain victory with Allah's permission.
Like a poem. This
plan is like a poem.
Again, my Sultan made a
poetic plan. The final plan.
Qadi, write this in your
book. Call it the last plan.
First of all we have
one thing to do, Fazil.
We will send a letter inviting
Jerusalem to surrender without a fight.
Everything must follow traditions
so it doesn't look suspicious.
As you order, my Sultan.
You clearly disobeyed
me and my orders.
The punishment is certain.
I know, your majesty.
I'm all yours.
Take my head.
I will.
Before people of
Jerusalem, in fact.
My King, this may
not be a good idea.
People of my mighty King believe
that only I can protect Jerusalem.
You need better
lies to save yourself.
Well... your aide Leo.
He can stand by my words.
Right?
Speak!
Your majesty, a huge
crowd in the square...
...welcomed knight
Chatillon enthusiastically.
In this case, your majesty, k*lling me
and actually doing that before people...
...may not be good for you.
People don't trust
you much as we know.
If you make them more angry...
And also, valuable commanders
of your valuable army...
...lined up to congratulate me.
Shall I give you a
secret, your majesty?
Your soldiers are very
tired of this peace game.
And as you know,
...you can never predict which
direction tired soldiers can attack.
But of course, your
majesty... go ahead.
Take my head.
I'd gladly die for Jerusalem.
What a low man you are!
How dare you break the peace that my
father and brother paid a heavy price for?
My Queen.
I want to talk
to you in private.
How did you know I was here?
We have the same blood and sufferings.
I didn't need to ask someone else for my brother.
How will the fire inside
me will go out, brother?
Tell me.
It won't.
Ever?
Some fires cannot be put out.
They can be only moved.
You have to live with that fire.
You will have
every battle with lit.
You'll wake up with
it in the morning.
But still, you will stand.
It's the never ending fire that
keeps us standing in the w*r, Boru.
Remember, whoever doesn't know
how to direct the fire will burn himself.
You say it's time to
burn not get burned, huh?
Yes.
I lost my woman.
I'm not complete anymore.
Walk with whatever is left.
Some losses can guide you, Boru.
And remember. We won't march
to al-Quds with only our swords...
...but also with our
sufferings and longings.
Maybe that's exactly why we
will capture al-Quds, inshaallah.
You've been given a fire, Boru.
You need to choose
what to burn with that fire.
Your Sultan wants us to
surrender the city, huh?
And what he wants
isn't only Jerusalem.
Our mighty Sultan Salahuddin
Ayyubi wants you to surrender the city...
...with the head of Renault de
Chatillon who broke the peace.
Considering he sent you instead of an
ordinary messenger, I think his word is final.
Yes.
This isn't a negotiable offer.
This is a certain decision.
And you should know
this is the last call.
Tell your Sultan that we
can't surrender Jerusalem.
We're ready to pay the
material price for this incident.
But if he insists on fighting,
...he'll get what he wants.
Redemption isn't a
matter of discussion.
Our only condition
is justice in al-Quds.
And the justice can only be served under the
shadow of glorious Sultan Salahuddin Ayyubi..
As long as I exist, Salahuddin's shadow
won't fall on a single rock in Jerusalem.
Now go tell your Sultan...
...I won't surrender either
Jerusalem or Chatillon.
Then wait for the
wrath to fall on you.
Your majesty.
I'd like to add a small
thing to your response.
Chatillon.
How could you k*ll a
messenger before the King?
What do you think you are doing?
Your majesty, I just gave the
necessary response to Salahuddin.
You dastard!
Will you never smarten up?
As long as you are here, Jerusalem
doesn't need any other troubles!
-Balian.
-Do you get it?
Balian, leave him.
What happened happened.
This letter is a w*r
declaration, anyway.
There is no going back.
You heard the King.
Chatillon.
You k*lled the messenger. You'll
deliver my response to Salahuddin,,
with the messenger's dead body.
Is this how you are punishing
me? Sending me to the enemy?
How do you think they will
respond to the letter, my Sultan?
They won't accept our offer.
That's obvious.
But... even if we,
Ayyubis, stay alone,
...they should just know that we
won't stop marching towards them.
My Sultan, as you ordered, we evacuated
most of our soldiers in Ibelin and Kerek.
Good.
They will know
about this before long.
But I don't know if it can convince
them that we are outnumbered.,
when Halil returns safely,
we will advance step by step.
If we manage to make the
enemy think what we want,
...our plan will work perfectly.
What about Emir Tuman and
Izzeddin's demand, my Sultan?
What about them?
Crusaders looted
al-Quds long years ago.
Their cruelty is
still remembered.
Emir Tuman and Izzeddin cannot comprehend
what reputation I want to leave there.
I will find a way to
explain, inshaallah.
Inshaallah.
I won't appear before that Shepherd
with his messenger's dead body...
...but only with
a powerful army.
You heard my order, Chatillon.
You'll take the messenger
you k*lled and go to Damascus.
Don't push me
anymore, your majesty.
-I can go to Damascus if you let me, my King.
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you can't put
yourself at such risk.
They don't k*ll messengers
no matter what, Balian.
Why should I send you
to Damascus, William?
We've got intelligence that Aleppo
and Mosul don't stand by Salahuddin.
Breaking the peace
put us into trouble.
But if the intelligence is true,
it means we have a leverage.
You want to find out what's going
on in Damascus personally, huh?
Zumrut.
You wanted to see me?
Come, Zumrut.
The necessary materials for the flag
to be put on the top of Qubbat as-Sakra.
Our Sultan wants it
to be prepared like this.
Of course.
Here is the other flag.
In the shape of a ship, though.
Pardon me, but can I ask why you
want to get such a thing prepared?
Our Sultan ordered so.
He will put this on a
dome too, of course.
But I don't know where.
I will get it prepared
immediately.
Excuse me now.
My Sultan.
My Sultan.
Imad, what's the matter?
How could they be so vile?
Halil...
They m*rder*d Halil, my Sultan.
How? How could
they k*ll a messenger?
William has brought his body.
He wants to appear
before you, my Sultan.
Keep it to yourself if Chatillon
has done something nonsense.
I can't stand it right now.
This is good news, your majesty.
Pope's troops, under the leadership of the
new temple master, have entered the city.
Finally.
The news I was expecting!
For Allah's sake, brother...
How could they k*ll a messenger?
Don't you tell me that we
will avenge this later too.
Let me send this man's head
to his evil King on a spear!
Boru Bey is right, my Sultan.
They've sent this demon
to mock us, obviously.
Don't be hasty to judge.
Do not speak before
you are allowed to.
Stand up.
How dare King guy k*ll my first
aide and send a messenger here?
I understand your anger...
But he wasn't m*rder*d with
the order of the King of Jerusalem.
Mighty Sultan, it was Chatillon.
-Well, red hyena...
-He confesses it with no shame!
Messengers are immune
in every circumstance.
But some insanity
happened before the King.
Nobody had a
chance to intervene.
I'm really sorry.
This is the reason why I'm here.
Are you here to ask for forgiveness in the name of
your weak King who couldn't even protect a messenger?
My King conveys his apologies.
We couldn't explain ourselves
about the raid on the caravan.
The enemy turning us against
each other is at the stage again.
But still, we can keep
our mind and conscience.
It's not too late for peace.
If your King were
honest with his words,
...that demon's body would be
here beside my first aide's body!
King guy attempted to
do that but he couldn't.
The only way to
get rid of Chatillon...
...depends on reviving the
peace we lost like Jesus Christ.
If we manage to do that, I'll bring
his filthy head to you personally.
I promise you.
There will be no need for that.
When I enter al-Quds,
...I will punish everyone
who deserves to be punished.
Mighty Sultan,
let's be realistic.
The siege will be
hard for you too.
On what grounds
are you saying that?
Isn't it obvious?
The Islam unity you desired
couldn't be established.
Mosul and Aleppo don't obey you.
-In this case... -The desertion of some
rebels can't prevent our army's victory.
Only god knows that.
But you have to admit that such a
siege can last for months and even years.
You think you can intimidate me?
Never.
I'm just expressing the facts.
If you insist on
marching to Jerusalem,
...this blind fight will go on.
Both sides will lose their sons.
Jerusalem and peace
will be damaged.
Season of peace is over.
You should start
mourning for your kingdom.
I don't expect the help of
other muslims to enter al-Quds.
I will attack myself if I have to
but won't leave al-Quds to the cruel.
-Mighty Sultan...
-Now go tell your disreputable King...
...to enjoy his throne.
Come with me.
So it's finally finished.
This is the work of the most
skilled master in Damascus.
I also took care of every
detail from beginning to end.
How does it look?
Do you like it?
It's wonderful.
May Allah bless your hands.
Will you tell me the
hikmah of the ship?
I have always felt the
hand of imam shaft over me.
I wanted to place this ship
as a symbol on top of his tomb.
So that everyone sees and knows that
under this ship lies an ocean of knowledge.
May it be our prayer before
we set out for the battle.
You made me a
part of it. Thank you.
Everything you touch
becomes beautiful.
Send word, the ship will
be sent to Cairo right away.
Let it be placed on the
tomb by my brother Adil.
The Crescent still
needs some work.
If you allow me...
...xi would like to bring it to al-quads
myself when the conquest happens.
It was our song
that united our paths.
Soon our reunion will come
true with al-Quds inshaallah.
When I see you riding your horse
from the mount of olive to al-agsa...
...our dream will
come true, Salahuddin.
I will be waiting for you
there, the light of my eyes.
As expected, Salahuddin
is determined to attack.
What about the
state of his army?
Has he received the support
he asked for from the muslims?
The information I received and what I saw
in Damascus show that Salahuddin is alone.
The emirs of Mosul and
Aleppo have openly said that...
...they will not
fight for Salahuddin.
Even Salahuddin himself
spoke in a way that confirms this.
You see, your majesty,
you shouldn't be worried.
Salahuddin is now just the
Shepherd of a scattered flock.
And we are a bloodthirsty
pack of tigers against him.
Victory is inevitable.
Look, we've witnessed
this many times before.
As Salahuddin stands before us, we must
be very careful with every step we take.
Jerusalem is now the last piece of land we have
left to defend. We have nowhere else to go.
Balian is right.
Jerusalem is our final stop.
We must think carefully
before making a decision.
My great King,
Salahuddin is about to fall.
I will meet him in the field
before he reaches Jerusalem.
And I will return to
Jerusalem with ultimate victory.
I must remind you what happened
in Kerek and Ibelin, Chatillion.
No matter how angry Salahuddin
is, he will still act with reason.
And I will act with
my sword, Balian.
And I see that this glorious
duty belongs to me and my men.
Your majesty, for this duty, I do not ask
for permission from you, but from god.
And I am hearing that he has
already declared the victory.
We can all hear
the news of victory.
Including the troops arriving from
Rome, the entire army will get ready.
Your majesty. Instead, we
could first send a vanguard force...
Enough!
This matter will now be solved.
Salahuddin and his
army will be destroyed.
And I will personally be at the head of the
army as the commander of this holy victory.
You are taking
your army to death.
My Sultan, as you expected...
...the crusader army has left
al-Quds with almost all its forces.
The plan is working.
The enemy wants to
meet us in open field...
...and take advantage of
our so-called weakness.
But when they reach the water, they
will find an army of fire in front of them.
GokBoru and Boru's
duty is important.
They are the ones who will
bring the enemy right to us.
May our gaza be mubarak.
Aameen.
Your majesty.
You made the right decision by
leading the army out of the castle.
This is the greatest army
Jerusalem has ever seen, Chatillion.
We will soon meet the main army.
Sir, the water
sources are ahead.
It would be appropriate
to stop for water supply.
Alright. Do that.
Your majesty, Salahuddin's brother Boru
and one of his close commanders, GokBoru...
...have surrounded the water source
with only a small number of soldiers.
That's it!
The first prey has
fallen before the tigers.
Let's tear Salahuddin's brother
apart before him, your majesty.
As we expected, they are trying to
weaken us by surrounding the water sources.
Move the main army to that
direction immediately, Henok.
As you order, sir.
Boru will take us to Salahuddin.
They made a huge
mistake by leaving the city.
And as if that wasn't enough...
They led almost the entire army outside the
walls into a land filled with uncertainties.
The King has made his decision.
Now we must think
about what to do next.
What's the situation of the
remaining soldiers, Marcus?
King guy took
almost the entire army.
-As for those who are left behind...
-I want everyone who can hold a sword.
As you order, my count.
How is that going to happen?
We must think of
every possibility.
As your father King Amalrik said, this
city will be protected not by saints...
...but by the people
of Jerusalem.
Brother.
They met the main army.
They are coming this way.
Let them come.
Yes, let them come.
Let them come.
When they come...
When they see Melik Izzeddin,
Emir Tuman, and the other emirs...
...united by your side,
they will lose their minds.
What does this mean?
They said muslims had
turned away from Salahuddin!
They said they couldn't unite!
It seems William was
badly fooled, your majesty.
We still have more
soldiers than they do.
No matter what, the
victory is ours, your majesty.
-Because...
-God wants it.
God wants it!
O valiants coming from Damascus,
Iraq, Aleppo, Mosul, Cairo, Morocco...
...tlemcen, Hejaz,
Harran, Urfa, and Yemen!
O children of the ummah whose
nations and languages are different but
whose religion is one, coming from the
east or the west, the north or the south.
Today, on this plain, the silent ages
of the ummah stand side by side.
Today, we are not here
to take land, but to fight...
...to let this blessed city al-Quds, where the sound
of the azan was silenced and church bells now ring...
...rest under the
sanjak of tawhid.
O my brothers, we all bow
toward the same qibla...
...we all cry on
the same land...
...and now our swords are
pointed at the same enemy.
If you have separation in
your hearts, leave it now.
Because al-Quds is not the
face of one person, or one nation...
...or one sect. It is the
face of the entire ummah.
Now is the time to lift our
heads from the ground.
Now walk to meet
in the same sajdah.
Walk to al-Quds!
Let your hearts be
sharper than your swords.
O lovers whose hearts
beat with the love of al-Quds!
Walk with the name of Allah!
Allah is the greatest!
Allah is the greatest!
Get ready, Eli. We are leaving.
Where are we going, ma'am?
We are going home.
No matter what I did, Jerusalem
never became my home.
And now, it has opened its arms, and it
is waiting for Salahuddin, can't you see?
It's over.
It's all over now.
Leo, you stay here
with my guards.
I'll go away from
the b*ttlefield.
My King, if you leave your
soldiers... if their King leaves...
I didn't ask your opinion!
Do what I say! Stay
and keep fighting!
We will die for a King...
...who sacrifices his
soldiers to save his own life.
Damn it!
Get ready! Time to go!
Attack!
King is running off!
Let's go after him!
-King is running off!
-Let's go!
Allah-u akbar!
Boru!
I swear to Allah that
you will be defeated.
The fire of our glorious
fury will burn you.
And you will be defeated.
I should have
ex*cuted you that day.
If you had paid the price of breaking
the peace, we wouldn't be here now.
It was you who was
sitting on the throne, guy.
And the one wearing the crown.
You should have hanged me.
Yet, rope isn't necessary for
you. You can do it with a pillow.
Yes, I know.
You and I are like
each other, guy.
The only difference
between us is courage.
I'm so thirsty.
Give me a glass of water.
Archer, give me
a glass of water.
A tradition of muslims.
They only give water to the
prisoners whose lives they will spare.
Nobody buy Salahuddin
is giving us water then.
That's what a true
King should be.
My brother.
My fellow.
You were our wild wolf...
...but better than
all the tamed ones.
Now...
...we can only hope for
the reunion, GokBoru.
Our fellowship isn't
for this world only.
We will meet again in
the afterlife, inshaallah.
I swear to Allah who supported
mosses with Aaron and Jesus with John...
...that Salahuddin
Ayyubi isn't alone!
I'm Boru, son of
Nejmeddin Ayyub!
You kept your promise.
You didn't leave
your brother alone.
My Allah, you are my witness.
He didn't walk ahead of
me or stand behind me.
He was always beside me.
In every decision, in every
journey, in every silence.
Accept their
martyrdoms, my Allah.
My Allah, for the sake of
the ones we buried here,
...let the next martyrs
be buried in al-Quds.
My Sultan.
Shed that hyena's blood
and cool down our hearts.
It's time to carry
out your oath.
We will meet again, brother.
You are the children of crowns
washed with blood and the false oaths.
Every time, you shed blood
by saying that god wants so.
You devastated al-Quds with your
evil, which is the city of prophets.
You turned masjid al-Aqsa
into a stable just to insult Islam.
By creating unrest in Cairo,
Damascus, Aleppo and Mosul,
...you made brothers
k*ll each other.
Several times, you attempted to k*ll
not only me but my soldiers as well.
You slaughtered Muslim people.
And at last, you attacked the hajj caravan
and m*rder*d people on the way to worship.
For all the things we did,
especially for what you last said,
...we seek your mercy,
Sultan Salahuddin.
I gave you a chance to find mercy
that you're begging for right now.
But you brought the
dead body of my aide...
...I sent you as the messenger.
It's time.
Here is the army of Islam.
Here are you, prisoners.
I gave the water to you not him.
You dastard who insulted our
prophet [pbuh] And k*lled the innocent.
You are something demonic, who
should be k*lled, not even a human.
You deserve neither a
drop of water nor a breath.
I have an oath, Chatillon.
And I will never break my oath.
If you had not become
a King by chance...
...your fate would be
the same as this dastard.
What will you do to me?
Why is it taking so long?
We should have
received news by now.
What matters is not when the news comes,
but what kind of news it will be, my Queen.
I am sure it will
be news of victory.
If I were you I wouldn't
be so sure, William.
Sir, close all the city
gates. They are coming.
No... no!
We can't have lost
with such a big army.
They had more soldiers.
The forces of Mosul
and Aleppo joined them.
The King was captured by them.
Chatillion died.
Everything is over now.
Marcus, tell the
soldiers to get ready.
As you order, my count.
The army of
Byzantium is still with us.
No matter what, we
will defend this city.
I thought you missed the soldiers you left
behind after running away from the b*ttlefield.
If a commander who abandoned
his own soldiers is to be punished...
...the right belongs to
those same soldiers.
Take him.
Your majesty, it is a great
honor to see you among us.
As we can see, using your
own soldiers as bait didn't work.
No matter what, I remind you
that I am the King of Jerusalem.
I don't see a King
in front of me...
...but a coward who left
his soldiers in fear of death.
A century ago, we set
out to build god's kingdom.
Maybe before daring that, we
should have tried to be close to god.
I must admit, we
left behind great pain.
And god took his revenge
by leaving us alone at Hattin.
Salahuddin and his army
haven't reached Jerusalem yet.
This silent waiting is so maddening
that it will k*ll us without a fight.
When the Muslim army
comes to our gate...
...we have no choice but to
hope that god will stand with us...
...despite the rebels among us.
Thank god Jerusalem
still has loyal defenders.
Balian.
When do you think
they will attack?
There is no sign yet.
But I don't think
it will take long.
Look, Sbylla. You
are now a Queen.
Everyone will be looking at you.
You will always stand tall.
You will not lose your faith.
You are the only one left to
give courage to the people.
Balian.
Do you see something there?
There is none worthy
of worship except Allah!
Muhammad[pbuh] Is
his servant and messenger!
They are here,
Sbylla.
Salahuddin's army
is right outside.
Jesus Christ, protect Jerusalem.
The siege is starting, you must enter
the palace immediately. Come on.
-My count.
-Everyone will be careful, Marcus!
This might be a sign.
As you order!
Here it comes.
You, come with me.
Come on! Hurry up!
Hurry up!
They are here.
Now tit's our turn to
walk the road of suffering.
Everyone to the shelters!
Balian!
You have to leave!
Go!
The year 583 ah, 16th of the month
of ra jab, the second day of the siege.
With the blessings
and help of Allah...
...our Sultan Abu'l Muzaffer
al-Malik UN-Nasir Salahuddin Ayyubi...
...has reached the
walls of al-Quds.
The number of soldiers
in the city was estimated.
Their positions were recorded.
Catapults were placed by skilled
hands at the weakest points of the walls.
Sappers work silently beside the walls, like
searching for fear hidden beneath the stones.
And our Sultan moves forward as if he is
walking inside a prayer, not on a b*ttlefield.
Qadi Fazil.
Yes Baybora.
Our Sultan is waiting
for everyone at the tent.
Is that so?
As he orders.
I am coming.
My Sultan, we damaged
the walls with the catapults.
But to get a certain
result, we need to fire more.
What is the latest
situation in tunnel digging?
We are advancing toward
the base of the walls.
Once we are aligned,
we will prepare a mass...
...with the naphtha and wait for
your command to detonate, my Sultan.
To avoid hurting the innocent, I
will first invite Balian for negotiation.
I hope it can be resolved
without more harm to the city.
I will immediately prepare a letter
and do what is needed, my Sultan.
There is one more
thing, my Sultan.
Tell me, GokBoru.
The sun, my Sultan. It
stabs our eyes like a knife.
Are you saying we set up our position in the wrong place?
-No, my Sultan.
We set up the quarters just as you ordered,
choosing the weakest spots of the walls.
We also knew the sun
would rise from this direction.
But we didn't expect it to
cause this much trouble.
It will be solved.
Sultan Hadhrat. Have you
thought of a solution for our request?
I don't understand your
insistence on this matter.
As I said before, we
will talk about this later.
Think carefully, Sultan Hadhrat.
-If you prevent retaliation...
- I said later.
Salahuddin is calling
me for a meeting.
You don't have
to do this, Balian.
I am the guardian of
Jerusalem. Doing this is my duty.
It is clear what Salahuddin will
ask. How will you answer him?
My Sultan, do you think
Balian will accept to surrender?
Balian is now a different man.
But he thinks wisely
before he takes a step.
If he does not become a victim
of his greed and stubbornness...
...he will not risk innocent
lives for something impossible.
I am listening to you,
Sultan Salahuddin.
I told you I would take
al-Quds from you, remember?
And I told you I would
never give up on Jerusalem.
The city still stands.
But the people behind the walls
are losing faith day by day, Balian.
You lost most of
your army at Hattin.
It is impossible for
you to defend the city.
What do you want me to do?
Open Jerusalem's gates for you
and pour rosewater on your path?
I called you here to say I don't
want the innocent people in the city...
...and this holy
city to be harmed.
Don't cause the death of lives by chasing an
empty dream that you know will end in loss.
Surrender the city to me in peace and I
will Grant safety to you and your people.
Salahuddin...
You know as well as I do that there are
three thousand Muslim prisoners in the city.
Maybe your offer of mercy and
peaceful surrender is not for my people...
...but only for your own people.
You still think we are the same.
Also, you don't even know the
number of Muslim prisoners in the city.
Not three thousand.
Unfortunately, there are many more.
But the closer they
are to freedom..
...the closer you are to captivity if
you don't give up this stubbornness.
I will not repeat
my offer, Balian.
If you don't surrender
the city in peace...
...and I take it by the sword...
...I will do exactly what you
did eighty-eight years ago.
And I will enter
the city like that.
Would you want that, Balian?
Think of what you are
asking in a different way.
If conditions had
been different..
...and we were
now in Damascus...
...and I asked you to surrender the city
without w*r, what would your answer be?
The city stands before
you, Sultan Salahuddin.
Come with all your strength.
But know this well.
Every person in Jerusalem, whether they can
hold a sword or not, will defend their city.
Because the remorse of giving your land
to the enemy without fighting is heavier...
...than the deepest
wound of a sword.
That is why we do not fear
you or your mighty army.
Prepare the carriage.
We're leaving.
Of course, my lady.
As you see, Balian, I'm going.
Now?
In this situation?
We have to be together for
Jerusalem. What does this mean, Maria?
Emperor ordered the
byzantine soldiers to retreat.
It's over, Balian.
Everybody knows that.
You had better accept that too.
Come with me.
We don't have to get separated.
We can start over
in Constantinople.
How could you offer me that?
This city is my fate.
I'm not leaving Jerusalem.
Don't you see, Balian?
Jerusalem belongs
to Salahuddin now.
Marcus, direct the half of the
byzantine soldiers to the western gate.
So we will confront the enemy soldiers
trying to get inside with harder defense.
No need for that.
Byzantines soldiers
are leaving Jerusalem.
How come? Why
are they doing that?
Emperor's orders.
Maria has left with them.
It seems the number of people who believe
Jerusalem can resist is decreasing day by day.
Now what?
Marcus, make everyone who can
fight gather in the square at dawn.
Of course, my count.
If we can't find soldiers to
use our swords and Spears,
...we will give them to those
who deserve them most.
Don't worry, my Queen.
Those who are the most
faithful will defend the city.
The siege is going too
slowly, Sultan Salahuddin.
You're still ignoring our demand
and defending their people.
This is neither
Kerek nor Ibelin.
Do you expect me to destroy
al-Quds cruelly, the city of prophets?
Let the catapults ruin every
place except the holy places.
And when we enter the city, we
will k*ll everyone as they once did.
I'm tired of waiting.
You need to make a decision.
What will you gain by
slaughtering the innocent?
It doesn't comply
with the Islam law.
If we don't get rid of
the calamity completely,
...they will grow like wild grass
and become a trouble again.
Heathens destroyed
many families.
They slaughtered your family.
It's unbelievable that you
are still so merciful to them.
Forgiving them would
offend the oppressed.
The cruel got punished as they deserved.
Those who resist will be punished too.
Yet as long as I lead the army, I
won't let any innocent men be m*rder*d.
The ones who
you call innocent...
...welcomed warmly Chatillon
because he slaughtered the hajj convoy.
They all have the same blood.
If we shed blood with ambition of
vengeance, what difference would we have?
Sultan Salahuddin.
We came for your call of tawhid.
This is our call.
If you leave it not responded, as
we told you before, this is our call.
...you will continue
the siege on your own.
You will go back from the gates
of al-Quds just for this reason, huh?
You can keep our unity.
We will stand by you if
you give us permission.
This demand and
persistence don't suit you.
But I wouldn't like
to neglect you either.
I will consider this.
We will discuss
again when it's time.
So be lit.
I hope the tawhid won't be broken
due to your unnecessary mercy.
When I look at your faces, I
can see how scared you are!
This isn't a shame.
I'm like you.
I'm scared too.
What matters is defending our
city heroically despite our fears.
Yes, I know. Outside the walls, there is
a perfect army expecting to enter our city!
And this is us!
Kings, commanders, saints and even
angels have already left this holy city.
For us, there is only us.
I'm not promising you a victory.
The only thing I can give you is
the honor of defending this holy city!
Jerusalem won't fall
before the last of us falls!
Because god wants so!
God wants so! God wants so!
God wants so! God wants so!
God wants so!
God wants so! God wants so!
My Sultan.
-If I am disturbing...
-Come, Fazil.
Maybe, you can help me find
the end of the knotted rope.
Emir Tuman and
Izzeddin's demand.
Justice is served sometimes with a swung
sword and sometimes with an abandoned sword.
But it will be hard for them
to understand, my Sultan.
If I do what they want, the cruelty
will change color but it will remain.
What we should do is not
changing the color of the cruelty...
...but destroying its existence.
One tear of a child is heavier
than a thousand wall stones.
But how can I make
them understand?
My Sultan, give
such a decision...
...that all the pens of history
should mention it with admiration.
All the tests we have gone
through, I definitely believe this.
The shadow of your
justice and mercy...
...will be longer than
the city walls of al-Quds.
-You take this. Hurry.
-Come on.
Next one!
Come on, hurry! Next one!
-We don't have enough weapons.
-It seems we don't, my count.
We need to figure something out.
Those without a sword or a spear will
use the sickles and scythes of the farmers.
The biggest problem is the number of
the arrows. We've almost run out of them.
Even if we make the shaft, we don't
have any materials to make the heads.
Get all the silver in the
palace and the church melted.
Are you sure, my count?
Of course, Marcus.
Jerusalem need arrows to keep the
enemy away not the silver candle holders.
As you order, my count!
Come on, come
on! Hurry! Take this.
-Come on.
-Hurry.
Hurry up.
The sixth day of the siege.
Catapults keep hitting
the walls of al-Quds.
The sound that the huge
catapult shots make on the walls...
...spreads hope in the heart of
mujahids and fear for the enemy.
With Allah's help,
the conquest is soon.
Balian who took the responsibility
of defending the city is brave.
But the city walls...
Balian doesn't know that the walls surrounding
the city won't be broken with the shots...
...but with the longing and
love between us and al-Quds.
Come on!
Every walls we
see is like a wound.
A wound expecting
Sultan Salahuddin to cure.
Today is the eighth day of the siege.
Salahuddin is tightening the circle.
The more we lose,
the less hope we have.
There is only one person
who didn't lose his hope.
That's Balian.
Please! Help!
I know you are all exhausted.
I know you're
almost out of hope.
But if we resist, we will win.
May god protect
you, brave knight.
Never abandon us.
I will never abandon you.
And mighty god said this.
I will never abandon you.
I will never let you down.
Every great disaster
gives birth to a hero.
God's promise has taken
shape in Balian today.
Some praised themselves
by making us of Jerusalem...
Nurse, bring clean towels!
Hold on.
Bring hot water!
You! Hurry up!
Hold on, hold on.
Now there are only the
ones who really love it.
Clean towels!
-We're here.
-I'm coming!
I believe... love and
self-sacrifice will win in the end.
With Allah's will, our Sultan's sudden raid on
the gate of as bad from the mount of olives...
...succeeded despite the sun.
But Balian, who declared
everyone in the city a knight,
...attempted to break our siege.
Although we relatively got harmed due to
the attack performed by people most of...
...whom never used a butcher's knife,
the main reason of our loss was the sun.
As GokBoru said, we aren't
broken by the enemy but the sun.
My Sultan, the soldiers were provided
with water and food as you ordered.
With what we have brought, even if the siege
lasts for another three months, we can manage.
My Sultan, the arrows
coming from the city walls...
It seems the siege
won't last any longer.
Balian has started
to melt the silver.
Well... well...
My Sultan, we have a matter.
You say it.
You say it, GokBoru.
You mentioned the sun...
Damaging our eyes... say it again.
My Sultan.
They are melting the silver.
But the sun will melt us!
We can't see clearly.
If we don't find a solution...
We will, Karategin.
And nobody will know when we do.
The sun's direction is
blocking their attacks.
It's like we are blinding
them with a giant ball of fire.
Then god is on
our side, you say.
It's certain that
the sun is with us.
Isn't that right, William?
God, may your
enemies be destroyed.
Let those who love you
shine like the rising sun.
That night, no
cannons were fired.
We sang hymns
and prayed all night.
We were trying to
reach god with hope.
But our voice was not the
only one trying to reach him.
The voice coming from behind the
walls felt even closer to god than ours.
Now, instead of wondering
who will get Jerusalem...
... I wondered who
god would listen to.
Maybe god only hears
the ones who bow down.
And we had already
forgotten how to bow.
Allah-u akbar...
La ilahe illallah...
Allah-u akbar...
Allah-u akbar Velillahil hamd.
Allah-u akbar, Allah-u akbar...
La ilahe illallah,
Allah-u akbar...
Allah-u akbar Velillahil hamd.
Their prayers were louder
than our hymns all night.
And they didn't
fire a single Cannon.
Come on! Hurry up!
Soldiers!
Where are they?
Run!
My count!
My count!
They moved the headquarters!
But that's impossible.
There was no headquarters.
There were no catapults.
The tents, the
sanjaks, all were gone.
Without blowing a single horn or lighting
a single torch, our army moved quietly.
No horse neighed,
no metal clanged.
All night long, the only sound
the enemy heard was the takbir.
And that was what
hid and protected us.
When the sun Rose, our shadow
fell on the other side of the walls.
Not only the quarters had moved.
The balance of the
battle had also changed.
And they knew that very well.
With Allah's help...
...we managed to move our headquarters to a
better position without the enemy noticing.
Now they will worry
about it, my Sultan.
Increase the number of attacks.
The enemy's resistance
must be completely broken.
As you order, my Sultan.
Will you announce your
decision now, my Sultan?
When we take back al-Quds,
will you allow us to take revenge?
I see that you still
want the same thing.
Our goal remains the same.
If you decide otherwise, we will leave
the quarters with our troops by morning.
Al-Quds will get
rid of its chains.
If we can't break those chains,
we'll carry fire from hell to melt them.
Are you ready to burn
while carrying that fire?
We trust in the mercy of the haqq.
If that fire will burn us, let it do so.
Our only wish is for them to suffer
the pain our ancestors suffered.
As you say then.
I will give you the first captives to
k*ll for revenge with my own hands.
It's over now, Balian.
God has taken his light
away from Jerusalem.
We lost.
I will ask one last
thing from you.
My writings in the study
room... keep them for me.
Where are you going?
The answer Sultan Hadhrat gave to the request of
Emir Tuman and Melik Izzeddin surprised all of us.
But this time, instead of warning or objecting him,
I am holding on to a truth I have learned over time.
Sultan always knows the best.
Let's see what he does.
You called us.
The city is about to fall.
According to the decision we
made, we will k*ll everyone in the city.
Have you made your preparations?
What kind of preparations
should we make?
Should I enter al-Aqsa mosque
with the smell of dead bodies?
We need to dig graves.
And we also need a lot of
lime to prevent diseases.
We will do whatever is needed.
What will be your
way of k*lling them?
I guess we are not going to k*ll tens
of thousands of people with swords...
We must find a quicker way.
Our Sultan doesn't
need to think about this.
Whatever they did back
then, we will do the same.
Alright then. Let's begin now.
Karategin!
Move! Walk! We
are here my Sultan!
Walk! Move'!
Move. Stay there!
My Sultan, as you ordered, we brought the
prisoners we captured after the battle to you.
Don't k*ll us. We
didn't hurt anyone.
Let us live under your rule.
We will never hold a grudge.
What did we do to you? Is
this the justice of muslims?
Answer him with
this sword, Izzeddin.
Come on.
Your son Nureddin...
If I remember correctly, he must be around
the same age as this young boy. Right?
Keep him out of this.
Don't get angry so fast.
I thought you could have a memory
to tell your son when you return.
I thought maybe Nureddin would want to
know what happened in al-Quds before...
...the minbar of his great uncle
whose name he carries is placed.
Then it is your duty, Tuman.
Come on. Don't hesitate.
Crush the head of the
fitna while it is still small.
And while doing this,
don't think about...
...how your brother Emir Yaruki,
with the order of Sultan Nureddin...
...visited every house
distributing food to everyone...
...in al-Quds during the time of famine, regardless
of whether they were Muslim or Christian.
Otherwise, it might
break your will.
Now is neither the
time nor place for mercy.
We understood.
Let them go.
So you gave up the
m*ssacre, Tuman.
You were right
from the beginning.
While we wanted justice, we
became sl*ves to our anger.
Do you agree with
him, Melik Izzeddin?
Then let this be a lesson to us.
Allah who shows mercy and compassion to
all his servants without exception, said...
Fight in the cause of Allah against
those who wage w*r against you.
But do not exceed the limits.
Allah does not
like transgressors.
Take them back, Karategin. Give
them food. Put them in a safe place.
As my Sultan orders.
Come on. Walk. Move.
I thank both of you for not
insisting on this mistake.
Now go back to your soldiers.
Tomorrow is the day
of miraj. Let's pray.
I admire Salahuddin.
While he was praying,
we were fighting.
While he was forgiving,
we were punishing.
Friday.
The twelfth day of the siege.
While reading the letter
including Balian's offer of meeting,
...Sultan Salahuddin's face had neither
the pride of victory nor a sign of anger.
I'm all ears, Balian.
-You said if I surrendered the city in peace...
-Too late.
My soldiers have
already entered the city.
Why are you offering peace
and surrendering the city now?
I told you I wouldn't
repeat my offer.
...and I would do the same as you
did if I entered the city with swords.
We both know you won't do that.
Let's say you didn't
accept my offer...
...and decided to
do what you just said.
I swear to god... I will k*ll
all women and children...
...and burn everything so
you won't find anything in there.
You will find no men or
women to capture in the city.
I will burn all the houses.
I will k*ll all the Muslim
prisoners one by one personally.
I will destroy Qubbat
as-Sakra and your holy masjid.
You hope you can bring
me around with your threats.
You want people to say this.
"Salahuddin was going to do the same
to people of al-Quds as crusaders did."
"But Balian
prevented that.” right?
Promise me that you will provide security
for my people when you enter the city.
You know me so much
that you shouldn't doubt that.
Only the templars won't
be able to find mercy from us.
I'm here to represent my people.
You have to give me your word.
Citizens of al-Quds are my people
without any discrimination, Balian.
I will protect their lives,
properties and honor.
And I also need to say this.
I'm not doing this
as you demanded.
I didn't come to this holy city
to k*ll but make people live.
If a single child cries, this
victory will be my disaster.
I hope you can do what we couldn't
and establish the kingdom of heaven here.
Everyone who stayed in al-Quds or
wanted to leave took their shares from...
...Sultan Salahuddin Ayyubi's
vast mercy, source of which is Islam.
All the withered flowers of al-Quds would
blossom again with that blessing of mercy.
Minbar is from Zengi.
Victory is from Allah.
He had a dream.
He shaped his dream by walking despite everyone
and everything with ambition and hard work.
He shaped it.
And finally, it came true.
This victory was brought by
the worship adorned with tears.
And the children of Islam
should always remember that.
The way going to the victory depends
on worshiping Allah and being united.
When muslims got united,
al-Quds became liberated.
That day, the same saying
and fact resounded in our hearts.
From the beginning to the end,
...al-Quds belongs with
us. We belong with al-Quds.
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