All the Beys have gathered in the tent.Today is the day. Do not talk like my father has died, Kurdoglu. You are the tribe’s son as much as you are your father’s son, Gundogdu. Will you sit in your tent like a woman while your tribe is in trouble? As we move down to the plains from the highlands the troubles shall cease.and my father will get well.I have nothing else to say, Kurdoglu.
Do you know what you will face while going down to the plains from the highlands? What are you trying to say, uncle? I am saying that.this path we are taking is not wise, son. This is the headquarter’s decision and my father’s order.
This is my final word, Kurdoglu.Do you think that I want to be the acting Bey.and to sit in the tent under your father’s shadow? Don’t you know me, Gundogdu? Wasn’t it you who said your father is too old to perform his Bey duties.and asked me to support you to become the new Bey? Didn’t I tell you that I would be supporting you until the end? What is your cause now? I am an old man with only a few years to live.
I told you numerous times that the tribe needs a brave, determined Bey like you. I would like you to trust me until I save you from these problems.and make you a Bey in our new home. Come to the point, uncle. I have learned the real identity the ominous guests Ertugrul brought here. I know that Numan and his son are from the Seljuk dynasty, they are Shahzadas.
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