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For centuries, the Great Asian region bordered by Russia and China

has been home to my people, the Kazakhs -

nomadic tribesmen roaming from one pasture to another.

Since the time of our legendary ancestor, Genghis Khan,

hordes of foreign invaders have tried to conquer this land

and put an end to our peaceful way of life.

Of all those who threatened the lives of my people,

none were more brutal or determined

than the ferocious Jungar tribesmen from Mongolia.

The Jungars brought war against us, yet the Kazakh tribal leaders

were still unable to agree

about how to unite the tribes against a deadly enemy.

Many of my people fled from the horrors of the war.

This period has become known as the "Flight With Bloody Feet."

Many more of us remained, hoping to see the fulfillment of the prophecy

that one day a warrior descendant of Genghis Khan

will rise up, and unite all the Kazakhs in a revolt against our enemies.

l, Oraz, have always believed l would see this come to pass

and l have searched tirelessly, far and wide

for the promised child.

1 71 0 - Kazakh Tribal Land

Surround him!

Are you Oraz the Wise?

Yes, that is my name.

Galdan, the ruler of all Jungars, orders that we bring you to him.

You can inform your sovereign

that l am a Kazakh, not a Jungar.

As such, l do not follow his orders.

lf you refuse to go willingly,

we'll take you there by force.

Seize him!

Take him alive!

You must understand, Oraz,

if we return without you,

we'll lose our heads.

l should go then.

l don't want your children to curse my name.

l found him, my sovereign.

So you are Oraz the Wise?

l have heard much about you.

ls it true that you understand the language of all living creatures?

That talent belongs only to God.

You won't deny, however, that you understand horses?

Every Kazakh knows about horses.

Let us see.

Pick the best horse for me.

That chestnut stallion. . .

. . . is the best.

A horse fit for a great warrior,

one who makes the earth tremble.

Do you know, wise man, what awaits you if you are mistaken?

Hey, Kazakh. . .

you were right.

This is truly a horse

worthy of a great ruler.

You were right, Kazakh!

You were right.

l will give you

your weight in gold

and make you my horse-master.

Freedom is worth more than gold.

lf you refuse my gift,

you may soon lose your good luck.

l do not rely on luck.

My path is clear before me.

You speak with such certainty of the future.

Tell me what the future holds for me.

You know yourself, even stars fall from the skies

and new stars are born.

Who is this newborn star?

What is his name?

You and l both will find out when the time comes.

Whatever perils

awaited me in my path,

l never lost hope.

One day, l asked the Almighty,

"O Creator,

when will you send my people

the fearless warrior who will unite

all of the Kazakh tribes and push our foes from our land?"

And at that moment l heard

a child crying.

Suddenly l understood

that the savior of my people

had just been born.

l have seen a terrible prophecy

that brings danger to my master!

My liege.

My master and protector!

You will reign for many years

but a child has been born to a Kazakh Sultan

who will grow to defeat you unless you kill him at once!

So Oraz was right.

Sharish, find this Kazakh child and kill him at once.

Yes, my liege.

God save you, traveler.

And you too.

At last, the child of the prophecy.

ls something the matter?

Jungars are approaching. Quickly, prepare for their attack.

Stop!

Surround them!

Protect the carriage with your lives!

Quick!

The child!

Leave him! l will kill him myself.

Where is the child?

There was no child here.

Kazakh city of Turkestan

Sultan Wali's Palace

Greetings, Sultan Wali.

l need to speak with you.

Speak.

There are no outsiders here.

Worthy Sultan,

the Jungars attacked the caravan.

l know.

They spared no one.

Sharish killed my wife and my son.

No, Sultan. Your son is alive.

How can this be?

My darling, my precious!

How can l repay you?

l do not need anything.

l cannot let you go without some reward.

You have brought him back from the dead.

Tell me what you want.

Give me your son.

How can your tongue speak such words, Oraz?

lf Galdan finds out your son is alive

he will not rest until he is dead.

There is no safer place in the world for him

than with me, in this palace.

There is a traitor close to you.

He told the Jungars about the caravan.

You ask for that which is most precious to me.

Take him and raise him to be a good warrior.

l will teach him all l know, Sultan.

Keep your back straight. Keep your heels down.

- Don't let go of the reins. - l understand.

Don't be afraid. Go!

Good!

A horse is your wings.

A good horse is

your best friend.

ln difficult times

it will help you defeat your enemy.

l gathered them

from all parts of the Kazakh steppe.

l picked only the best, each from a different tribe.

They all worked hard

to become true Kazakh warriors,

but two boys did everything better than the others -

Mansur and his best friend Erali.

l was the only one who knew

that one of them was the son of Sultan Wali.

How many eyes does a nomad have?

Two.

Four.

Two in front, and two behind.

Tell me your names.

You didn't name your tribe.

Perhaps you don't know it.

l do, but Mansur and l call ourselves Kazakhs.

These boys are the hope of our nation.

God protect them.

Let's move on.

lt is time for our next lesson.

This tree has been growing since the time of Genghis Khan.

We have much to learn from the past of this land.

You are growing older and older, my friend.

l ask, oh Great One,

in the memory of our deceased ancestors,

let us remember that Genghis Khan

forged the unity of the Kazakh people

but he never forgot their nomad hearts.

Once long ago,

on the eve of a great battle,

Genghis Khan gathered his men together to demonstrate the importance of unity.

He told them all,

one tribe was like a single arrow, easily broken.

But many tribes together would be strong.

Under this fundamental principle, he brought justice for all

and proved that the many tribes could continue to flourish and grow.

l want you to know which people you belong to

and to swear loyalty to each other.

That is the message we must learn and carry in our hearts.

Come. . .

Let us swear to one another.

We swear! We swear!

Our colt was born

on the night of the new moon.

lt will be a good horse.

What's its name, Gauhar?

Moonchild.

l like your colt.

Why are you looking at me like that, Mansur?

You are the one who's looking.

l'm not.

Hey, you, stop!

Hey, Kazakh, come out to fight,

you coward!

l'll cut off your head!

l'd like to see you try!

Mansur, don't you recognize us?

Erali, is that you?

You were scared of me!

l'll show you a coward!

No, not like that. . .

Try it like this. You must protect your wrist.

Straight. . . Straight. . .

After ten years of relative peace,

the mighty army of the Jungars

invaded our land once again.

Meanwhile,

my boys had grown up.

Honored Oraz, Sultan Wali requests

that you escort him to the camp of Sultan Abulkhair.

Enough.

You would have won, Mansur.

No, Erali, you were better.

Gather everyone.

O Almighty,

let the people be joyous,

and the land prosperous!

Let the men be powerful,

and the horses strong.

Let my people's spirit rise,

and let our enemies be overcome!

Amen.

Let the game begin!

Mansur!

lf we don't come to an agreement, our homeland will disappear.

That is why l gathered the tribes here today.

Then what do you suggest we do, Sultan Abulkhair?

We must find a leader to unite us, Sultan Barak, and make an alliance.

l would suggest an alliance with the Russians to the west.

Never!

Sultan Abulkhair,

you do not govern us!

l will not submit to any man,

either Russian Czar or a fellow Kazakh!

We will never surrender our freedom!

No one doubts your bravery, but we must find some kind of unity,

or the Kazakh people will cease to exist.

We must never forget the prophecy of our people.

- l do not believe in fairy tales! - Neither do we.

No, Sultan Abulkhair is right! The tribes must come together.

Our only hope is the prophecy.

Gauhar!

Mansur, are you awake?

Yes.

My heart is bursting.

l have not been able to sleep all night!

Something has happened to me,

something l have never felt before.

- What is it? - l feel dizzy

as if l am high above the ground, looking down.

l see.

Sounds familiar.

Don't tell me you are in love again.

ls that it?

Yes!

This is the real thing.

l wish you the best of luck this time.

lt happened on the swing. She was next to me.

Her eyes, her hair...

Gauhar is so beautiful! Why didn't l notice it before?

So you are in love with her, too?

Have you asked for me, Teacher?

l couldn't find Erali.

l only need to speak with you.

We are facing difficult times.

Yet again, our leaders

were unable to reach an agreement to unite.

They pull in every direction instead of standing together.

You are not a child anymore.

The time has come

for you to answer the cries of our people.

You are right, Master.

Oh terrible!

l bring news!

My liege, l have terrible news!

Oh ruler of the steppes,

my master and protector,

your wisdom is boundless,

and your reign will last many years.

But the child from the prophecy is still alive.

You must kill him!

Otherwise our days will turn into nights,

your star will be extinguished,

and we will perish in darkness.

What shall we do, my liege?

The Kazakh's prophecy has been fulfilled.

When will you return, father?

After l conquer Turkestan

and find the child from the prophecy.

Haven't seen Moonchild for a long time.

- He's grown. - We have all grown up.

Here, this belongs to you.

You dropped it from the swing.

l want you to keep it.

l'm sorry, l can't.

Why?

Because Erali loves you.

l know.

He is like a brother to me.

He is like a brother to me, too.

l don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

Black flag! lt's the Jungars!

l have to go.

Protect him, Almighty.

The Jungar army was approaching Turkestan

laying waste to our land,

killing the men,

enslaving the women.

lt would not be long before they would destroy the walls of Turkestan.

We must not leave Turkestan to the enemy.

lf we survive, we can rebuild the city.

Now we have to think about saving people's lives.

You son has become a man.

His time has come.

We need someone to unite

the tribes of our land.

Show him to me.

That day is near. Be patient.

You will recognize him in battle.

- l will come back. - No, stay there.

Look after the people.

Goodbye.

- Be safe. - You, too.

Moonchild, take good care of Gauhar.

- Kasim, look after your sister. - l will.

Did you tell her?

No, l did not.

And you?

You should have told her.

We are facing a difficult battle.

- We are ready. - We have gathered a lot of earth oil.

Good.

You should know that there are hidden tunnels under the city.

Meant for escape?

We have to be prepared for everything.

We will never show our backs to the enemy.

Do the Jungars know about the tunnels?

No, but, unfortunately, they often know more

than we need them to know.

Here, give her to me.

Please keep an eye on her.

Zeinep, Zeinep, l'm going back.

You mustn't!

You can get to safety without me.

You must stay with us.

You're almost there. The gorge is under that hill.

Gauhar, stop!

Kasim!

Don't let your sister go alone.

Gauhar, Gauhar! Stop!

Stop following me!

Mansur told me to look after you.

Go back.

l will not let you go alone.

Where were you going, my beauty?

l will not tell you!

- Of course you will. - l would sooner die!

Tighten the rope until it breaks!

Let the boy go!

- Who is he to you? - My brother.

Then listen to me.

You will become my tenth wife and bear me a child.

lf you harm yourself in any way,

your brother will be tortured to death,

cursing your name.

Take her to our camp.

To be a wife of a great warrior like Sharish

is an honor very few can boast of.

lt's good to cry.

A woman's tears wash away the sadness.

Hurry up!

She should be ready

the moment my son returns in victory.

We cannot take this city with swords alone.

We must ask Galdan for cannons.

No.

l will take the city alone.

Let us not spill any more blood.

Tell us your terms.

l propose a fight, one against one.

lf we lose... we leave.

lf we win... you will open the gates to us.

lt will be a duel between two warriors.

lf the Kazakh wins...

they will leave.

lf the Jungar wins...

we will surrender without a fight.

l think we should accept.

Did they give the name of their warrior?

Sharish.

Sharish has never lost a fight!

May l speak, Teacher?

You taught us to fight any opponent.

Each of us is ready.

We are ready!

This time, send me.

Give me your blessing.

You are a great warrior, Erali,

but Mansur will fight Sharish.

lt was Sharish who killed your mother.

O Almighty,

help him prevail over his enemy!

Let the spirit of his grandfather Ablai

aid him in defending the pride of our people.

Amen.

Did you pray, Kazakh?

For you are about to die.

Let me see you try.

You could not kill me 20 years ago.

Ablai! Ablai! Ablai!

Victory!

Erali!

Bad news! The Jungars have captured Gauhar.

We have to get her out.

Don't say anything to Mansur.

Ablai! Ablai! Ablai!

Forgive me for not being able

to call you my son for so long.

l am proud of you.

l did my duty.

l avenged my mother.

Please tell me about her.

Everything...

l will.

l promise you.

You mother was a noble woman.

Son.

Father.

Messengers were sent to all Kazakh tribes of the great steppe

to announce that a new leader, given the name of Ablai,

has risen and brings hope to all Kazakhs.

The Sultan's son, Ablai, is sleeping.

Out of the way!

Open the gate.

Wake up.

Get up.

What is it?

l must leave.

Why?

Do you resent me

because l was chosen for the fight?

Did you always know that you were the Sultan's son?

Of course not.

And it makes no difference to us.

We grew up together as brothers.

Only God can part us.

Even so, you must let me go.

You will understand soon enough.

l didn't tell him anything.

You did the right thing.

The people need a leader. He mustn't leave Turkestan.

Teacher, l believe Gauhar is alive,

and l will do whatever it takes

to rescue her.

Goodbye.

God be with you, my boy.

Why didn't you stop him, Master?

l cannot change his destiny.

He was born to help you achieve your mission.

l don't understand.

You have a special mission.

You were chosen by the stars

to unite all Kazakhs.

l shall be leaving you tomorrow.

Why?

There comes a time when a young eagle

must be thrown out of his nest

to see how he flies.

ls there anything else l need to know?

Beware of betrayal.

Oh great leader!

Sharish has been struck down in battle!

We have lost our great defender!

What is it?

Who killed him?

A new Kazakh warrior. They call him Ablai.

Ablai is Mansur!

The child from the prophecy!

l warned you!

So he does exist.

Silence, you fool!

l will avenge him!

What news do you bring?

Oh hallowed tree of my childhood,

l've come to you for strength.

l pray for wisdom from my ancestors

and l pray for the safety of my dear friends -

Erali and Gauhar.

Where are they now?

l need their help. . .

And l miss them. . .

Do not kill him!

Galdan wants him alive.

Again!

Sanji,

you have great aim.

Thank you, my liege.

A Kazakh warrior has been captured!

We captured the warrior

who slew Sharish!

Stop the music.

From days of old it has been the custom of the steppe

to greet the host respectfully. ls it not so?

When a Kazakh crosses someone's threshold,

he puts his hand upon his heart.

But how am l to greet you

when my hands are tied behind my back?

l see that you respect the customs of the nomads.

But where is it written that a warrior

can be captured away from the battlefield?

lt was l who captured you!

l will cut your head off, like you did my brother's.

You brother was an enemy of my people.

l killed him in a fair fight.

l respect the laws of the steppe.

l cannot kill

a captured descendant of Genghis Khan.

But l can force you to face our trials.

lf you pass, you'll win your freedom.

Otherwise, you will die like a slave

in my captivity.

The choice is yours.

Moonchild!

Where did you get that horse?

My father gave it to me.

lt's the horse of the captive Kazakh girl.

He's a good horse. His name is Moonchild.

How did that man know my horse?

What man?

The prisoner. He called my horse Moonchild.

That is not possible.

My horse recognized him, too.

- What else did he say? - That he's a good horse.

Do you want to prove that to everyone?

- How? - Tomorrow...

l let myself be captured.

l would rather die

in battle.

O Almighty, help me defend my honor

in the face of the enemy!

Hey, Kazakh, get up!

- Get lost! - Come out and fight.

Take this.

Don't be a coward, Kazakh,

we put a lot of money on you.

Pay up, come on.

You, too.

You wanted the Kazakh to lose, and he won!

- lsn't that your horse? - Yes, that's my horse!

Let everyone see how fast he is!

God help him.

Protect him, Moonchild.

You proved that you are a brave and skillful warrior.

Before you, no one has ever

survived this test.

l must give you your freedom, as promised.

No! No!

This villain has to die!

Otherwise the spirit of Sharish will be displeased.

l respect your age, but vengeance has blinded you!

lf we break our laws, our ancestors will turn away from us

and the eternal bond between the living and the dead will be broken.

My liege, l know what we must do.

- Where is the prisoner? - Over there.

Where are you going?

Taking some broth to him.

You can't go in there!

You cannot pass!

l have to see him.

Hey, Kazakh, get up!

Your time has come.

Great Galdan has sent for you.

l'm not going anywhere. Leave me be.

Don't be stubborn.

This is your last fight.

lf you win, you are free to go.

Who is it?

l am Hocha, Galdan's daughter.

You were magnificent today.

A true warrior, sent from the Almighty.

l am honored to hear such praise from one as beautiful as you.

Know this:

they will not let you live,

even if you win the fight.

You could lose your head for telling me this.

l already lost my head

and l don't know what to do with myself.

All my life l have waited

for a warrior as strong and as brave as you.

lf you marry me, l will save your life.

Thank you, but l cannot accept.

Then you're on your own.

You will have to fight tomorrow.

Your opponent has never known defeat.

You will die from his hand.

O Almighty, protect him!

Damnation!

What was to be, was to be.

Farewell, brother.

Erali, it's you!

Yes.

l knew it was you from the first blow.

Don't show your tears to the enemy!

Let them see

that Kazakh warriors die with honor.

l set out to save Gauhar.

Now it's up to you.

Goodbye, brother.

You are a great warrior.

Forgive me, brother.

Bury him

with the honor he is due.

Let it be so.

l promised you your freedom,

and you shall have it...

tomorrow.

Show him to the tent for honored guests.

Until tomorrow, he remains our guest.

O Almighty,

help me.

Drink this, noble guest.

Drink this.

Mansur!

Mansur, don't take it!

Quick, get on!

Get us out, Moonchild!

Hold on!

Did you know that this would happen?

How can it be that birds from the same flock,

like best friends that grew up to become brothers,

are forced to kill one another?

Like night and day,

good and evil. . .

are always together.

Someone must give his life

so that another can prevail

in the name of love and justice.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You are the one who's looking.

l am not.

Do you know what l've always wanted to say?

l wanted to say, l love you.

l've never had the courage. . .

until now.

6 months later

l sent messengers to all Kazakh tribes.

- And where are the troops? - Maybe they are late.

lf Kazakhs don't unite now,

we have no hope for the future.

Be patient, my son.

This battle will decide our fate.

Either we will become a free country,

or lose hope forever.

We must buy some time.

l believe they will come.

Child, you don't belong here. Leave!

l will not!

Honored Ablai, we filled the tunnels with earth oil.

What are you doing here?

l want to fight the Jungars.

You're too young. Go home.

l don't have a home. The Jungars killed my family.

- What's your name? - Erali.

Erali,

you will stay with me.

O Almighty, hasten our fellow tribes to our rescue.

With their help, we may survive this.

The Kazakhs have sent a messenger.

Tear him to pieces!

Do it!

Unless we unite now, this will be our fate.

They have until the morning to surrender.

l am the only one who knows

what awaits the Jungars tomorrow.

However, this battle can only be won

with the help of all the tribes

working together as one.

l pray that they arrive in time.

Sultan Barak is on his way.

He asks that you hold out for as long as you can.

Get some rest.

How are you?

You didn't sleep?

l still want you to have this.

Keep it with you always.

Take care of yourself.

Raze the city to the ground.

Take no prisoners.

And bring me. . .

Ablai's head.

They will kill us all.

Ablai, we are ready to attack.

They need to get closer.

We have to wait.

lf it comes to it, we can escape using the tunnels.

l gave orders to fill them

- with earth oil. - What?

Honored Ablai,

Sultan Jomart is on his way.

Thank you, brother. Rest in peace.

Let us begin!

Let us give our lives for our land,

for our loved ones,

so that our children can live free!

Why are you standing around?!

l told you to fight to the death!

Where are you going?!

Stop them!

Traitors!

Reinforcements have arrived!

lt is time, brothers! Time to fulfill our destiny!

Amen.

No retreat! l will have your heads!

Cowards!

Traitors!

Stay and fight!

To the death!

The battle by the walls of great Turkestan

lasted 1 00 days and 1 00 nights.

Blood flowed like rivers from both sides.

lt was during this epic battle

that my people finally came together as one

like our forefather Genghis Khan had many years before.

This is how we conquered the Jungars

who had never known defeat.

Let me go! Let me go!

Come here, you little runt!

Ablai, should l cut his throat?

Don't harm that child.

Bring him with us.

My people, we have prevailed!

The enemy is defeated.

Our tribes have all come together.

Let us preserve this mighty unity.

Mansur, your grandfather Ablai was the defender of the Kazakhs.

l give you his sword.

l will be worthy of my people's trust.

Ablai! Ablai! Ablai!

- Who are you? - Messengers

with a special delivery.

Grandfather!

Come here, my dear boy.

Take a look, my liege.

- What is this? - lt's a model of the world.

Ulugbek made it.

lt's called "a globe."

These are the Tian-Shan Mountains.

Here are the Chinese and the Russians.

And this is...

Kazakhia. lt's very big.

- Who sent this? - Ablai Khan.

"From this day forth, all Jungars

and enemies of the Kazakhs must know that

from the Tian-Shan Mountains to the Aral Sea. . ."

"From this day forth, all Jungars

and enemies of the Kazakhs must know that

from the Tian-Shan Mountains to the Aral Sea

lies a land that has been inhabited by the Kazakhs

since ancient times.

All who dare to encroach upon this land

will be beaten and driven out as has been done to the Jungars.

We will greet our friends with open arms,

but we will show no mercy to our enemies."

- Ablai Khan