Kurulus Orhan Episode 8 Urdu and English Subtitles

Hold your ground! Brother! (Orhan) (Did you think entering Bursa would be this easy? ) Brother! Hold on, warriors, hold on! Come on, brothers! Hold on, brother! – Brother! – Brother! – Hold on, we’ll save you! – . . . (Your dreams about Bursa) (Are over, Orhan!

) (Orhan) Attack! Bring the bars! Come on, brother! We must go, my lord! Withdraw, withdraw! My lord, my lord! – Come on! – Your nightmare has not even begun. My lord! – Kill him! – (I hope you learned your lesson, Orhan! ) This is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Come on! Help us, O God!

Come on! God is the Greatest! Come on, come on, come here! Come on! Take the commander, Balaban! Take the infidel commander! Come on! My Lord! Only God is infallible. You are not only our lord but our brother and father. We would sacrifice our lives for you. If this will calm your anger, cut from my flesh. You are injured. Dummerol.

And Balaban. You two are my soulmates. May you be safe. We prefer death to falling into despair, my Lord. Now is not the time to die. We have a great city to conquer. Is the prisoner you brought still alive? Let him die or something happen to him. I will make him regret the day he was born. Come, Khalil, come. The sparkle that shone in your eyes during the war has faded. I hope all is well? We care about our wounded warriors, my lord. No one cries or suffers.

They say if we had a thousand souls instead of one, they would be sacrificed for you. What about the lords? . . . The lords. They’re not as cohesive as warriors, my lord. What does this mean? They accuse you of acting recklessly, my lord. They say this shouldn’t be the result of all these years of effort. The rightful owner takes what is rightfully theirs, Khalil. And whoever rebels will be beheaded. Didn’t we pledge to that and embark on this path? Is breaking our oath part of our customs?

Indeed, we belong to Allah, and indeed, to Him we will return. If the wrath of the Turks erupts, will the swords remain in their sheaths? Let us raise our swords and strike the ground and scatter like dust. While the fire of revenge burns, will the traps succeed? If we fall into a trap, we will fight with our swords until death. They won’t stop me from seizing Bursa. Bursa is Ertugrul’s and my father Osman’s dream.