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Timur...

Get up!

We must protect the king.

Nice of you to show up.

Grandfather...

Who did this?

The Mongols?

He was appointed by Tugluk Khan himself.

Why would the Mongols kill a king that paid him tribute?

What is the meaning of this?

A Barlas dagger?

Was it you?

It wasn't me.

He was just a puppet under Mongol control.

This was made to look like the Barlas clan,

our clan!

I will gather my men,

and we will go to your brother in Khorasan,

prepare him to be our next king.

And you...

You will find who did this.

And what if I don't, nephew?

Ugh!

Let it be known

the king is dead.

The king is dead!

What if he tries to take the throne for himself?

Convince the nobles to wait for our return with Hussayn.

Because if they don't,

war will come to Samarkand.

Tugluk Khan will come.

Timur,

when will your time come?

Kay Khusrau,

let it go.

The king is dead!

In our absence, our fears for Samarkand

became reality.

Kay Khusrau vanished, presumed dead.

My uncle Hadji led a reckless rebellion against the Mongols,

bringing Tugluk Khan's wrath upon the entire city.

I chose loyalty to the Mongols,

to Tugluk Khan.

Timur is a fool.

He has betrayed his people.

I wondered if I could have

stopped it all that night.

If I had not believed my uncle.

Yet with his dying breath,

he swore he didn't kill the king.

It wasn't me.

Tugluk Khan sent his son Ilias

to fetch us from the Silk Road.

Where raiders, emboldened by turmoil,

preyed upon the trade caravans that sustained us.

Where are the Baghatur?!

Now we wait...

for an end to the fighting,

for word from the Khan,

for the day when Hussayn claims his rightful throne.

On behalf of our future king,

we protect the road.

Holding the line until order is restored.

They were after black powder.

En route from China.

Nothing more dangerous than a weapon you can't control.

I'm telling you, that was the Zoroastrian witch

- who's fabled in these parts. - Uh-huh.

Because no ordinary woman could have bested me.

Ah!

Don't be so sure of that, brother.

We can still catch more of them.

We can cut them off at the next pass.

You would want me to attack a woman in retreat?

Ah yes, I forget that you are a man of honor.

Those laws of Yassa will get you killed one day.

Those raiders will return

for more as soon as we turn our backs.

And the Baghatur will be here to protect the Silk Road.

As we've promised to do.

Those promises will do no good

if the road is overrun, Timur.

Son of Taraghai?

Timur Barlas...

from Kesh?

Yes.

Eh! Elchi!

Help these travelers gather their things.

They'll camp with us tonight.

Saved by the legendary Timur,

the pride of our fair city.

I'm honored.

You exaggerate.

Is it true...

you fought off the pack of wolves

to defend your mother?

I would have to have been very young.

So the story goes.

I am just an ordinary Barlas man like you.

There is nothing ordinary about what you did today.

My grandfather received this from great Kublai Khan.

A promise of safe passage along the Silk Road.

He said the glimmer alone would keep raiders at bay.

Now it seems to be an invitation

even before your grandfather's death, my king.

And here I thought you knew only the legendary Timur.

Kazkhan was a great leader

and a good client.

Tugluk Khan and the Jette Mongols

are our only chance to restore order to the Silk Road.

And when they restore me to the throne,

I will bring peace to our people,

from one end of the Silk Road to the other.

You cannot afford to lose

one of your strongest men.

Just take a few days, heal.

Aljai, why retreat?

Why are you pretending to know the intricacies of the game?

Has your sister ever retreated from anything?

She's laying a trap for our new friend.

Timur. It's been too long.

Prince Ilias.

What brings you this far?

My father wishes to see you in Samarkand,

straightaway.

As soon as I've seen to my men.

These raids are growing more frequent,

and some of the Baghatur need time to heal their wounds--

Your Khan does not summon your men, Amir Timur.

You seem well enough to ride.

Of course he is.

He wouldn't disappoint the Khan or his messenger.

A game of strategy.

Come, my friends.

Let us gather some spoils for our journey with Timur.

Perhaps he will join me for a game in Samarkand.

Why summon you and not Hussayn?

I don't trust Ilias.

I trust his father.

Tugluk will give Hussayn the throne.

What will the people think when they see you

riding into Samarkand instead of Hussayn?

I am no threat to them.

There are rumors, Timur.

Rumors of your father's visions.

I am not my father.

Nor am I his visions.

The people don't see the man I do...

or the kind of father...

you are about to become.

Father?

My love!

Put me down.

-What will we name him? -Him?

Or her.

Something noble,

like you.

Tekina,

after your mother.

For a son,

Jahongir.

King of the world?

Your brother won't like it.

Aljai,

I promise you,

before our child sees this world...

I will restore our family's place in Samarkand.

Everything will be as it was.

In sha Allah.

Are you certain you don't want me to join you?

In these uncertain times, I will not risk my lovely wife.

You'll be safer with your brother.

Just promise me you'll be careful.

With the Jette Mongols, nothing comes free.

I will make you proud, my queen.

Make both of us proud.

Do you have children, Timur?

Soon.

I've only just found out.

All things are held

in perfect balance.

As we see it in nature,

so it goes with our very souls.

"And he raised up the heaven

and set a balance that you may not transgress..."

"...you may not transgress in the balance,

but weigh things equitably."

Your father always knew you were destined for great things.

I hear his visions are coming true.

I am a trusted advisor without any trust,

to a newly appointed leader

without the sense to lead.

"To get what you love,

you must first be patient with what you hate."

Al-Ghazali?

Tugluk Khan sees something in you, as we all have.

Even if your short-sighted teacher

told you to stay closer to home.

Foolish, as it turns out.

Come, sit.

You are a blessing to us.

Kazkhan's untimely death, your uncle's rebellion.

Tugluk's conquest, and now Ilias.

And perhaps with you in his ear,

he will be able to restore some semblance of peace?

Perhaps he will, in sha Allah.

My dearest love.

Tugluk Khan has named me Chief Advisor to his son Ilias.

I am aware of the promise I made to your family.

For now, Hussayn will have to wait.

The Khan's faith in me mandates I guide his son.

I may be the only thing

between our people and Ilias's ambitions.

I will send for you when it is safe.

Jasur, I didn't expect to see you here.

Arrived scarcely an hour ago.

Good thing that I did,

otherwise there would have been no spice for the dinner.

Your wife, she's well.

Safe with her brother.

Thank you for the good tidings.

I don't know when I'll see her again

now that I'm staying a while.

Oh, I've heard.

The special assignment of the Khan himself.

People are talking, then?

The people are anxious,

I'm sure you can see that.

Your uncle caused much unrest.

These people suffered for his long and costly war.

Now they dine with Ilias in hopes for peace.

And then there's you.

You must feel the eyes of the room

looking at you and your Baghatur.

What should these people expect from a man

whose loyalty lies with Hussayn?

How will you keep the peace?

I hope this common merchant isn't bothering you, Amir Timur.

Not at all.

Your place is up front.

Come, join us.

Our thanks, of course, to my father,

our Khan, the wise and merciful leader,

who has worked tirelessly

to restore peace and unity to this land.

And for bringing us Amir Timur.

Nephew to a Barlas traitor,

now my chief advisor.

May his wise counsel and position

shield us from his family ties and future discord.

Let us...

raise our cups to the great Amir Timur.

A few words?

I understand the Barlas rebellion

has taken many lives.

Only fools fighting against the Khan.

Fools or not,

this tragedy has consumed me day and night.

Yes,

I am Barlas, but I am not my uncle.

In this time of transition,

we must all unite in peace,

once again.

Under a true and worthy Khan.

I pledge myself to the service of Tugluk Khan

and to his pursuit of peace,

prosperity,

and security for all people.

To the Khan!

To the Khan!

To the Khan.

Not feeling so well?

When my father told me of his intentions,

I was glad to have your strengths by my side, Timur.

But one does not secure the integrity of his rule

by ignoring the ambitions of others.

And I will not allow you

or your wife's brother to stand in my way.

Elchi!

Go find my wife.

You must purge the poison.

There's a secret passage I use to smuggle

in and out of the city.

Take it.

Bring me Timur.

My horse is tied just outside the Northern wall.

Go!

Return to your wife's camp.

If you survive this, consider my debt repaid.

Timur.

Timur.

Get up.

Timur.

Like a newborn horse, this one.

Leave him.

The Zoroastrian witch!

Oh Banu, your reputation precedes you.

We searched you for any knives,

hidden weapons.

Found only this.

I play a little shatranj myself.

Am I your captive now?

You still only see me as your enemy.

Even after I saved you from expiring in the desert.

After what they did to you in Samarkand.

And what do you know about that?

I know way more than you realize.

It wasn't my honey that touched your lips that night.

Tugluk was bad enough, but his son...

Now, I don't need to explain that to you.

I've never seen anything quite like the fight

you put up with those Jette Mongols.

That rage,

that passion,

it could be useful.

If I wanted you dead, Timur, you would be.

Why would I trust you?

Every man in my camp is free to go.

Stay.

Let me fix you.

You may just discover we are after the same thing.

And what is that?

Justice.

I've been looking for a worthy opponent.

Kay Khusrau?

I thought you were dead.

Not as dead as you.

You didn't make it very far.

What are you doing here?

Hadji's revolt wasn't for me.

Banu welcomed me in.

They have been good to me, as long as I'm useful to them.

Yes. I'm sure.

They're just thieves.

They are exiles like you and me.

Just trying to survive under the weight of the Mongols,

by any means necessary.

Damn the Mongols.

I will kill Ilias for what he has done.

You can barely walk.

You've been in bed for months,

poisoned by mad honey.

Fortunately, Banu is intimately familiar with its secrets.

Samarkand is a ten-day ride on horse.

Once you get there,

if you get there,

you can limp up to the gates and kill Ilias where he stands.

Why help me now?

Fate.

It has brought us back together,

let us see why.

I'll fashion a brace for that leg.

I think we got off on the wrong foot, you and I.

I'm Douglas.

Son of Douglas.

But you, like the rest, can call me James.

Your leader is a Persian purist.

Her I understand,

but the rest of you...

We fight for our own reasons,

even petty thieves like us, hm.

But what about you,

great leader?

What is it you fight for, eh?

You wouldn't understand.

Ah!

Taking something that's yours,

protecting something that's yours.

That's something we can all understand.

They will all pay.

Aye,

I'm sure they will...

...Timur the lame.

I'm starting to see why she kept you alive.

Kay Khusrau...

...when Hadji revolted,

why didn't you join us?

Your allegiance was with Tugluk.

My disdain for the Mongols is no secret.

Especially after their actions against your father.

You dredge up the memory of my father now?

It's not about the past, Timur.

It's about what he could see in you.

He foresaw that the end of the Mongols' rule was near.

He dreamt that I would become a new king.

Wielding a flaming sword, vanquishing the Mongols.

And he was foolish.

Foolish to challenge the Mongols.

Foolish to question Kazkhan.

Yet here you are in exile,

having played the loyalists

to those who never valued your allegiance.

Maybe you should accept what your father saw.

You should be king.

We were banished for his false prophecies.

My rejection

is not out of cowardice.

I made a promise.

To whom?

Kazkhan.

Yet just like him,

you chose the Mongols over your own people.

No.

Kazkhan chose me.

Kazkhan gave me a second chance.

Kazkhan gave his granddaughter's hand to me in marriage.

Yet with Kazkhan's death...

the people didn't choose Hussayn, his heir.

It was your uncle who emerged as the symbol of freedom.

And look what happened to him.

He wasn't the leader we needed.

You are.

Yet swayed by your loyalty to your wife's grandfather,

a puppet king,

you have overlooked our suffering.

Now the mantle falls to you again.

Can you truly turn your back on it forever?

I can.

And I will.

It's not about the crown, Timur.

It's about the man.

Strength,

integrity,

justice.

My life is of my own making, not false prophecies.

Kazkhan and Aljai are dead.

All that is left for me to do now

is to right the wrongs against them by Ilias.

So what better way to avenge your wife's death...

than to fulfill the prophecy

that Ilias and the Mongols so fear?

You survived as a pawn your entire life.

The pawn's potential is often overlooked.

I will show you how a pawn can become something more.

Not as swift as the others,

...yet he perseveres.

His journey may seem perilous.

But with strategic allies,

he may survive longer than expected.

Finally come to take a drink with me, aye?

Banu's mad honey.

One drop: make you feel alive.

Any more?

And well, you know.

And with a powerful escort,

he moves forward undetected.

A mere spark...

...can change destinies.

This is how we take the fight to Ilias.

Once he's endured every challenge,

every deception,

he can be exchanged with any piece on the board.

He emerges anew,

transformed,

no longer in anyone else's shadow.

A king perhaps.

A king?

Something different today?

I don't think Lady Banu would want me to flay you.

Not after all her hard work, no?

All the more reason to put up a good fight.

A worthy opponent!

Only took you six months.

You exaggerate, my Christian friend.

Oh, thought it would take you longer than that

to call me a friend.

You're getting soft.

I understand you more than you think.

My family fought alongside William Wallace.

The wild William Wallace.

-You've heard of him, no? -Yeah.

-And your traitorous king. -He was a great man.

Did what he had to do.

Tried to unite the clans but...

angry cats in a sack, all of them.

Always forgetting us common folk.

So I vowed never to serve another king.

But this is my home now.

And I'll fight anyone to defend those

I now call friend.

Even the likes of you.

Or maybe you're right.

Timur the lame.

Maybe I am going soft.

Finally.

More than expected!

Aye. They hardly put up a fight.

Not bad.

Swords to the armory.

Bring that chest here.

What are you doing with them?

Before you get going,

these men were on their way from Samarkand.

The very same that would've let you perish.

Want to join them?

Ah, ah. Hyah.

I suggest you discuss this with Kay Khusrau.

He was asking for you.

You summoned me?

We have captured a man who could lead us to

untapped sources of black powder.

He's among the caravan outside.

Jasur?

I owe him my life.

There's more.

Hussayn is alive.

Hussayn lives?

Amassing forces, evading Ilias all this time.

Where?

I know this must come as a shock to you.

To us as well.

With Jasur's black powder, we can bring Ilias to his knees.

Now is not the time to waver, Timur.

Hussayn can unite us.

Why do you insist on being a pawn for lesser men?

Have you learned nothing?

If Hussayn evaded the attack...

Aljai.

Do not underestimate the power of fate.

So long as Hussayn lives, so does my promise.

It is stronger than any twist of fate.

Amir Timur?

Who are they?

Simple travelers, by the look of them.

Go, tell the others.

-Aljai! -Go. I'm all right.

Timur.

Aljai.

Oh...

Ilias is gone, the Jette numbers are small,

we could put up a fight.

With what army?

The army you promised me.

It is foolish to underestimate the Mongols.

You can't even subdue your own Mongol wife, Hussayn.

So many brilliant, tactical minds in one room.

It's a shame none of you or your men

noticed riders coming into your camp.

Praise Allah and the Great Blue Heavens.

You are alive.

I'm a hard one to kill.

You may be, brother.

You just may be.

Come.

Now tell me, where have you been these many months?

You were able to ride after being poisoned?

I've never heard of any man surviving mad honey.

Sarai, my husband isn't just any man.

Ilias must have sent his men to Khorasan

before you arrived in Samarkand.

Aljai was seriously wounded.

We barely escaped.

Hussayn's always been good at hiding.

I did more than that.

Father said he was as slippery as a fish.

Slippery or not,

you saved my wife and son.

You kept them safe,

even when you thought I was dead.

And I am once again in your debt.

Ilias has to pay for what he has done to this family.

Let us march on Samarkand now.

Tugluk is on his deathbed.

Ilias has left Samarkand

and is traveling north to be with his dying father.

To take his place as Khan of Chagatai.

We go now,

the traitorous people of Samarkand

will not stand a chance.

The people of Samarkand need to be liberated, not conquered.

Timur. This is our chance.

With you by my side,

think of what hell we can bring to Ilias.

Bikijuk holds Samarkand with just a few hundred men.

We can leverage Samarkand against Ilias's return.

Have you lost faith in me?

I just got you back.

And your heart is already on the road

to Samarkand with Hussayn.

He is right,

but if you just say the word,

I will tell him to find someone else to march

into battle with him.

My brother sees only opportunity,

always has.

His eyes are constantly scanning the horizon,

looking for his next move.

But the man I love...

is different.

And the people of Samarkand need you both.

I am more concerned with the needs of my wife and son.

Jahongir needs to know

his father is a great man

who honored the promise he made

to protect the road and its people.

What is this?

We both bear the marks of Ilias now.

I'm just grateful Jahongir wasn't hurt.

I should have been there to protect you.

No, no.

You had no idea.

You'll never be safe. Not until Ilias is dead.

Now is the time for Hussayn to act.

He will succeed.

I have no doubt with you by his side.

It's brought you back to me once.

We've been gathering forces this last year,

lying in wait.

Perhaps you have forgotten how to count.

My Jagun of 100 men are stronger

than any of Ilias's mingghan of 1,000 men.

I hear you have

snuck in and out of the city many times.

What do you know of Samarkand's defenses?

With your numbers, it will take a miracle.

Is our cause not just?

I cannot conjure angels with flaming swords

like the visions of my father...

What is it?

You play shatranj, don't you?

The Jettes outnumber us.

This is true...

but we don't need the numbers.

The Mongols that remain in Samarkand

don't care enough about that city

to sacrifice themselves for it.

What makes you so certain they will retreat?

Their will to fight stems from two things:

The fear of their Khan...

and the spoils of war.

What is the meaning of this?

We will make the city appear

as if it is surrounded.

Torches.

In the distance.

Who marches on our city in these great numbers?

Bikijuk is no fool.

He will not risk his own men,

especially in the face of a larger force.

What is your plan?

I serve Ilias, this fight is not worth his men.

With Ilias gone, who rules the city?

Abu Shihab.

Let's go.

Perfect.

We need a coward for this plan to work.

Raise the flag.

We must surrender.

Every noble knee will bow

to the rightful ruler of Samarkand,

Hussayn.

When they raise the white flag of surrender...

we will lead Iskander and his men

around the back of the city, and they will crush

the Jette forces as they try to escape.

Then the city will be ours.

When the people of Samarkand see that we have taken the city

without harming a single soul,

they will join us.

There are just two things left:

To send a message...

and set the trap.

Bikijuk.

Surprised to see me back from the dead?

No...

because I didn't put the blade in you myself.

Tell Ilias

that I am waiting for him.

And to prepare to meet my blade.

And... what about me?

You, my friend, will help us kill Ilias.

The bloody reign of Ilias and his puppet rulers

has come to an end.

The day is yours, Hussayn.

Samarkand will be free of tyranny

and those who turned against my family.

These men have surrendered.

They pose no threat.

No threat?

They conspired against us!

Not once but twice!

Scheming in their dark corners against my grandfather,

scheming to serve you up for slaughter.

You let them live now,

and they will come for you again and again.

Ah!

I will not be blinded by a sense of honor.

Do you want justice...

or not?

Ah!

My dear Timur,

word has reached camp of your victory in Samarkand.

I rejoice to see my brother on his rightful throne.

Our greatest threat now is Ilias.

Is everything all right?

I'll be fine.

My wounds refuse to heal, and I grow weak with fever.

I cannot wait to recover with you

in my home of Samarkand.

I won't lie,

I believed like the rest that you were dead.

Yet here you are.

The liberator of Samarkand.

I am half the man I was the last you saw me.

Lame, maybe.

But still Timur, son of Taragai.

No other man could have accomplished what you did today.

What we did today.

How does Hussayn fare?

He has Samarkand.

That he may,

but it should cost a man something

to spill another man's blood.

It might be justified, it might be worth it.

To Genghis Khan, it certainly was.

But there is a cost.

You can see it in a man's eyes.

At least, you hope to see it.

Hussayn can lose control.

He's lost much,

and he lets his rage overtake him.

And how long will he trust you?

We both want to see the Silk Road restored.

Don't be blinded by just the individual

and ignore the whole.

Don't worry, teacher.

All will be made whole soon.

Tugluk is dead.

Ilias is now Khan and will move on us before long.

The scouts have confirmed, Ilias rides from the north.

Your trap worked, Timur.

We will ride north to meet him.

Jasur, we've been expecting you.

As requested.

It's good to see you.

Chinese firepower.

How do I assure our men

it won't blow their heads off?

You don't.

You're the man of faith, aren't you?

What troubles you?

The throne is finally yours.

-It has always been mine! -And always will be.

And after tomorrow,

we will finally have our peace.

All Ilias will see is a broken,

crippled man leading a small army of unmounted men.

Black powder?

Will it be enough?

With Jasur's help,

we'll survive the first two waves.

Then it all depends on you.

You put a lot of faith in this... dust.

No.

I put my faith in you.

Tomorrow, when the Mongol drummer signals the third wave,

you will flank them from the hill.

And we will have them surrounded.

First wave, forward!

Hold.

Hold.

Close!

Arrows!

Next wave!

Ready.

Torches!

Move!

Cannons!

Finish them.

That is the signal.

Let's go!

Yah!

Now, Hussayn, now!

Come brother, now!

Amir!

Timur trusted too much in black powder.

Timur!

Hussayn!

Those are my men down there!

And they are trapped in the mud,

as we will be too.

Samarkand is undefended.

Let us make our stand there, not here.

Yah!

Timur.

Timur.

Get up.

Timur.

My love, what is it?

What is wrong?

She's been ill for a long time.

Her wounds have festered.

We belong to God, and to Him shall we return.

No, no, no. Don't speak this way.

Where is Hussayn?

He chose the throne over us.

He betrayed us.

He left us to die.

I fear my brother doesn't understand

the cost of his actions.

Listen to me...

...you have survived without me before.

Mm-mmm.

You need to be strong for our son.

Now is the time to do what needs to be done.

Restore order,

give our son the world he deserves!

- Promise me you... - Go get help.

Help!

No, no, no. I cannot do this again.

I cannot do this without you.

You have to now.

Shh...

Aljai...

Timur!

Hasn't your husband sent for you to join him?

I won't go to him.

Not after what he's done to you.

I'm taking my son away from here.

I'm going to kill Ilias with or without Hussayn.

And then what?

Once you defeat Ilias,

you and Hussayn have no enemy left but each other.

What then will become of you two?

Hussayn has stopped at nothing to ensure his claim,

while you have lost everything.

Timur, think about it.

Who knocked over the first piece, huh?

Ilias? Tugluk? Hadji?

Hussayn killed his grandfather!

No.

He started this game you're playing,

which has cost you everything while he sits on the throne.

You have fixed your gaze on Ilias for so long

that you've been blind to the ambitions

of those closest to you.

He will never stop, Timur,

and do you think in the end he'll let you live?

What then of your promise to Aljai to protect your son?

If I don't return, watch over my son for me.

Timur...

Timur...

It's your time.

A Barlas dagger?

This was made to look like our clan.

I will not be blinded by a sense of honor.

We are running out of time.

The walls will fall before the day is through.

Are there not able-bodied men all across the city

that can pick up arms and fight for us?

Do you believe they will fight for you?

In their eyes, you are not different from Ilias.

- Hey. - He's right.

Praise Allah,

you're alive.

The link that once bound us together is gone.

Now... what...

will become of us?

No one remains to dispute my rightful claim.

We made sure of that.

I have stopped at nothing to ensure that claim,

by birth, by marriage, by...

whatever else I had to do.

I had to do.

Brother...

Did you do it?

My grandfather became too weak to hold power in his hand.

Those noblemen

-backed Hadji instead of-- -Did you do it?

I did... what had to be done!

Do you think it was easy for me?

Is this not what both of us wanted?

Let us finish this together.

Let us make every sacrifice,

every compromise worth the blood that has been spilt.

Now...

Now there is only Ilias.

I swear it, brother, one last time.

I know.

It has taken me many years

to grasp this truth, my son:

Men hunger for power.

Often with little regard for the souls

trampled beneath their ambitions.

So I resisted what others claimed was my destiny.

But fate is not a path you choose.

It is chosen for you.

Our only task is to have the courage to surrender to it.

Surrender...

As I embrace my fate, I do so to forge a path for you,

my dear Jahongir.

A world transformed by sacrifice.

The rumors are true, then.

A cripple walks to our camp,

a shadow of his former self,

offering up his brother's surrender.

I presume this...

was meant for me?

Will you finally take me up for a game

as we discuss your brother's surrender?

That will be all.

Let's play where I left off.

Your move.

Tell me...

what were you afraid of?

You should be flattered.

A threat worthy of my attention.

You and I could have worked together.

Rebuilt the Silk Road.

What you've always failed to grasp, Timur, is...

what it really takes to rule,

to build, to conquer,

to take what is yours.

You say you fight for the vision of my great-grandfather,

but you don't have his fortitude,

his mettle, his backbone.

- And you do? - I have his blood.

You come into my camp alone, hm?

You talk of "joining forces,"

of uniting these miserable people?

I have come to bring them justice.

Justice?

One wave of my hand, you understand?

-And my guard's will-- -Give the order, then.

You may have fooled my father,

but I'm not so easily taken in.

Who do you think you are?

You are no Khan. You will never be Khan!

Every move you've made,

I've been one step ahead of you.

I saw what your brother did to you on the battlefield.

You should be grateful to know that after I've killed you,

I will enact the revenge...

...you are clearly too blind and weak to get yourself.

Yes... I am only a man that has lost his queen.

And you would expect me to resign the game.

But I am not you.

Aljai warned me to not trust you.

I should have listened to her.

Let's play this out.

We've been waiting for you.

The time has come, then?

Shatranj,

it's a beautiful game with a long history.

All the hands it has passed through...

the way the pieces have changed...

the ways that the rules were rewritten.

Give me ten of your best men.

I've never heard of any man surviving mad honey.

The way that the pawn

can move twice as quickly to start the game.

It wasn't my honey that touched your lips that night.

How horses became knights.

Guards!

And how when the pawn reaches the end of the board...

And it goes as far as it can...

Guards!

...that pawn can be exchanged for any piece you so desire.

As if it was never lost at all.

How?

When I signal, open the gates.

It's simple, Ilias.

Open the gate!

I have learned to play your game.

I should have seen Hussayn for the man that he is.

A man like you, who calls himself leader...

but destroys everything and builds nothing.

You do not have what it takes to rule,

to build, to conquer.

I have a plan...

...to build a better world.

Timur!

Have they chosen?

Yes,

Muhammad Amin.

Up!

Your men have chosen you to lead them.

Follow me and there will be strength and justice.

Spare all those that pledge allegiance.

Kill the rest.