Kosova Muharebesi ⚔️ - Mehmed: Fetihler Sultanı ‪@trt1‬

Before Tadzic decides where to stand, our men will take a suitable position. And there? Look, brothers, there stand the guests of the order, the winds of the kingdom of all Europe. The rest is in the hand of God. He will help with his faithful servant. The rest is in the hand of God. He will help with his faithful servant. Your Excellency, the Prussians have entered the field. This is the work of brothers. It will be bloody, but for a thousand years we will ensure the domination of Christianity in the East. Hail to the great leader of the order! Hail! Hail! Hail! Gentlemen, let's go. Honourable Lord! Knights, knights of Bavaria! Swabians and Franconians! Prussians, Prussians and Englishmen! They hide in the forest. They are better for a spoon than for an orange. You don't know them. It's not the heart that the Poles lack. No, well, as I know their king, the delivery is expected to send them to peace. Your Excellency, the whole power of the order is afraid of the Poles. I don't care about death. Even if one of them hits the whole Polish army with these swords. This is disobedience. It's like pulling the enemy out of the bog. Honourable Lord! The heralds of the Crusaders are coming to us. The great master Ulrich von Jungingen summons Your Majesty and Duke Witold to a deadly battle. I would like to raise your men, which you lack. I will give you these two naked swords. The great master also orders you to learn, that if you retreat from the battlefield, you will retreat with the troops, so that you do not rot in the bushes. Do not feel at home, but we will accept this as a threat to victory. Soldiers! Stop the heavy cavalry! They are the first! Stop! Soldiers! To Duke Witold! To Joachim! To the enemy! To Lithuania! They got away. Don't worry. It's a light ride for Witold. Get back! Rest in God's name. They won't pass. We will lose our soldiers there. Rest! King! Come to us from the net! Save our troops! Liechtenstein! Attack! Sieradzka! Defend the right wing! At Cholomb, encircle Ludwikowo and the enemy! Turn around! Follow me! We will cover the circle! On their side! To the enemy! The infantry is attacking! To the enemy! King of Lithuania! Do you recognize me? Yes, I do. I swore I would find you and meet you. Surrender! To death, not to heaven! Surrender! Give them help! Surrender, dog! who was supposed to be the supreme ruler this morning. Jagna? Jagna!