It seems the enemy has attacked.
My spies tell me his army is still holding position.
Why the warning drums then?
We should inform the King.
We won't need to.
Sire, the fog is quite thick.
We cannot see anything.
Open the gates!
It could be a trap.
Shaibani Khan can go to any extent.
Open the gates and ask the soldiers to be prepared.
Jalal Khan?
Another messenger got caught.
How will we ever get any outside help?
"My messages are meant to be witnessed, not read.
"Let's test each other's patience, Babur,
"and find out who breaks first."
Sh...
The message is quite clear, sire.
Shaibani has laid siege twice before.
But, this time, our people have lost hope.
On top of that, this harsh winter is only adding to the woes.
There is someone inside this palace who is helping Shaibani.
Jalal is the third messenger who got caught on his way to Kabul.
My King, everyone in the palace is loyal to you.
Why would they do this?
That's what I need to find out.
Who has betrayed me this time?
If Shaibani knows everything,
he'll also know that our people have no food.
Open the royal granary for our people.
But, sire...
I need to ensure that my people don't die of hunger.
My King, the royal granary will also be empty in two weeks.
What then?
Then we have two weeks...
to find out who's the enemy within.
It has already been three months.
Since his birth and Shaibani Khan's siege.
There is a difference.
Shaibani Khan's siege is a sign of human selfishness and cruelty,
whereas this innocent soul is a sign of God's generosity.
Don't you ever mention their names together.
If Shaibani has brought us hardships,
then your son has brought hope and happiness for the future.
The question is... will there be a future?
This is the third time Shaibani has attacked in the past six years.
Today our subjects are starving.
We will be next.
Maybe it's best for us if Babur surrenders.
Neither is Babur that weak
nor Shaibani that strong.
Don't worry.
Shaibani will return empty-handed this time as well.
Babur is at breaking point.
He will surrender.
He can't see his people starve to death.
He is just like his father.
Soft-hearted.
You mean weak-hearted.
He would've never thought that an enemy could strike during winter.
But the severity of Shaibani Khan's enmity
is beyond the thought and capacity of his enemy.
You did well to find a traitor amongst his loyalists.
You've proved your loyalty well, Qambar Ali.
If Babur had not betrayed them, I wouldn't have had this opportunity.
Babur only has one dream.
To find a place for his family and his people.
Just a place to call home.
I guess that's what made him betray.
Home.
Make sure the bugle doesn't stop.
Babur should get the message that I won't back down this time.
Let him know Shaibani Khan's roar is mightier than Babur's full force.
Princess?
Queen Mother has called for you.
I will be there.
Opening the royal granary for the public is not a smart move.
Babur is just like his father.
This can harm the regime.
Father always made the right decisions.
And I am sure Babur too will decide wisely.
What you're doing isn't generosity but stupidity.
My stupidity is helping me feed my people.
Look over there.
Do you think they can dig a tunnel that will lead them to the other end of the world?
At least they will be happier there.
Better than dying of starvation here.
No one will die, Babur.
I don't know whether you did the right thing by opening the royal granary to the public.
But I do know that this is what a good king should have done.
Move along.
That's all?
Be grateful that you got that much.
Move along!
I have eight mouths to feed.
This isn't even enough to feed a single person.
Get lost, you old hag.
Keep the line moving.
Here, ma'am. Let's get you seated there.
Take her with you.
She is right.
The king promised to give two sacks of grains for every household.
You aren't even giving us a handful.
Oh, my, who do we have here?
The King's special friend.
Why are you standing in that queue, sir?
No one is talking to you.
You should follow the orders given to you.
We don't want your alms.
We have a right to get two sacks full of grain. We deserve it.
You don't want our alms? Fine then.
Lock the granary.
-How can you do that? -They don't want our alms.
-Let's go. -We have a right over it.
-Let's go. -We deserve it.
Come on.
We have a right over two sacks full of grains.
Get lost!
Throw him out!
Who does he think he is?
-The King's special friend. -Right.
Sir will be pleased.
We will get rewarded.
Don't worry.
The supplies in the granary will keep getting depleted,
and the hungry people will start rioting.
Not just outside the city, even the interiors--
Hey!
Out of my way!
Hey!
Get up! Get up!
Catch him! Don't let him enter!
I stole it from the King's room.
Won't you arrest me?
Stealing from the King can have grave consequences.
Don't you know that?
Where did you find this?
The King had given it to me.
Impossible.
The King's grandmother had gifted it to him.
He would never give it away.
You will be punished for stealing it.
Why don't you believe me?
The King had given it to me.
Sire, he was running away with Queen Mother's amulet.
Qasim?
So what if you forgot your promise, at least you still remember me.
I had given him this amulet.
But, sire, he told the soldiers--
What better way to meet the King?
And here we are.
Tell me why you wished to meet me.
I wanted to hold you accountable for your injustice.
Your people are starving to death. That injustice.
You forgot your people just like Abu Baksh. That injustice.
But on my way here, I learnt that even you are a victim.
What can be more unjust than your own family's betrayal?
He is unsettled because you seem rattled.
Who isn't?
Even he understands not to disrespect the King.
I wish the traitors understood that as well.
All possible moves are being made to overthrow the regime.
They are causing riots in the city, Mahmud.
What if Shaibani learns about this?
He won't.
We've found the traitor.
Bring him in.
Get him! Go!
You thought your men wouldn't let me go?
You forgot that Qasim can find a way even where there isn't any.
You didn't recognize me,
but, even after all these years, I haven't forgotten you, Mahmud.
You haven't betrayed your King.
You have betrayed your own blood.
You did the same by breaking your promise.
What did you do to get into Samarkand?
With his help, you crawled in like a rat through the tunnel.
Mahmud!
Keep your voice--
Would he have been here if not for Nishqa?
No.
She went against her father.
She lost everything, but who won in the end?
You.
No, Wazir.
Not us. The people of Samarkand will deliver his punishment.
He has wronged them.
Your wife and your child are my responsibility.
Mahmud?
He was declared a traitor by the King and sentenced to public--
You may leave.
I said leave.
Qasim, you have helped me once again.
A mere thank you wouldn't be enough,
so I appoint you as my special advisor.
But, sire--
Judge a man by his intentions, not his actions.
Uncle doesn't know that Mahmud was a traitor?
For him, just his son.
In rebellion, Uncle has promised Shaibani his help.
We have no option left.
Samarkand's people's lives hold more value than my pride.
We need to end this war with Shaibani Khan.
You have already lost Ferghana.
Where will you go if you handover Samarkand to Shaibani Khan?
Hindustan.
That's where my destiny lies.
Everything else is just a stepping stone towards it.
Come out of your dream world, Babur.
It is not easy to take down the Lodhi Empire.
You need a lot of strength for that.
And to gain strength, you need time.
And, in the meantime, I should let my people die?
I cannot do that.
We all have made a lot of sacrifices to get Samarkand.
Don't forget.
It is your duty to protect every part of your kingdom.
Protect.
True protection comes by eliminating the threat.
The only one who poses a threat to Samarkand is Shaibani Khan.
Shaibani's nature is deceit while your nature is propriety.
To defeat Shaibani at his own game, you'll have to think like him.
Make a move he would never expect from you.
Send a message to Shaibani.
I would like to meet him.
This is a dangerous move, Babur.
Grandmother, I've been surrounded by danger since I was 14.
King Babur.
I have been waiting for this moment for years.
You put an end to my misery.
I am sure your naïve advisors suggested this move.
But you... you are wise.
You know it's not so easy to kill Shaibani Khan, right?
No, I could have killed you...
but my morals wouldn't let me.
I don't kill by deceit.
But... you won't get it.
Morals.
People who've always lived in palaces make tall claims.
You will lose your morals when you'll lose your home.
You won't get this now.
But soon life will teach you that winning is all that matters.
Anyway, I'm done giving free advice.
Let's come to the point now, shall we?
I, Zahir ud-Din Muhammad Babur,
concede the throne of Samarkand to you.
But I have two conditions.
First, you shall always protect the people of Samarkand.
You will save them from all kinds of trouble.
Zahir ud-Din Muhammad Babur. I accept the condition.
And second,
you'll provide a safe passage for me and my inner circle of people.
Do you accept?
I do.
You and your people can walk out of here unharmed.
Except one.
Khanzada.
You made a smart move by surrendering your weapon.
But it would be stupid of me to think you won't attack again.
I want Khanzada.
The choice is yours.
You let everyone die,
or you part with one life.
I accept his condition.
Never!
Go and tell him that--
He will first need to fulfil a condition of mine.
He will not only just let Babur and our family leave
but also never follow them.
Even if he comes across them ever, he will leave them be.
My life in captivity for my family's freedom.
No, sister!
-I cannot let you-- -Babur.
My life doesn't hold more value than my family.
My life doesn't hold more value than my people.
I have decided.
Those are my terms.
I accept.
Sire...
My King...
Have mercy on us
Have mercy on us, O Lord
Have mercy on us
Have mercy on us, O Lord
If we have your mercy
Nothing can harm us, O Lord
If we have your mercy
Nothing can harm us, O Lord
The choice is yours.
You let everyone die,
or you part with one life.
Khanzada.
True protection comes by eliminating the threat.
The only one who poses a threat to Samarkand is Shaibani Khan.
I deserve this punishment for my incompetence.
No, you don't.
This is my decision.
Your King's decision.
Have mercy on us
I accept his condition.
Have mercy on us, O Lord
Greetings.
Have mercy on us
Have mercy on us, O Lord
One day, I shall
break you and your silence.
You and your people can walk out of here unharmed.
Except one. Khanzada.
It is your duty to protect every part of your kingdom.
I accept his condition.
We need to end this war with Shaibani Khan.
I, Zahir ud-Din Muhammad Babur,
concede the throne of Samarkand to you.
Ferghana cannot afford another weak leader.
I can't bear to see Babur like this.
He has strayed from his path.
Do something, Wazir Khan.
We cannot afford to lose our King like this.
All this is your doing.
War is the solution to a soldier's pain, not alcohol.
Babur is my friend.
I did what I thought was right.
You have made him stray from his path.
Pain leads you astray.
It's a matter of emotions. You won't understand.
His life's been cursed since you walked into it.
Then try with all your might,
but I will always be by his side like a shadow.
You are just a servant.
I am his confidant, his sympathizer, his comrade.
I am his friend.
My friendship, my loyalty, my love,
they all belong to you.
No one here matches up to your beauty or intelligence.
No one here can match up to your blood or lineage.
Your meekness brings shame to that lineage.
Enough, Aitbaar.
Just because you tended to my injuries
doesn't give you the right to talk to me like this.
Two years are enough to realise
that your rigidity is breaking you, not Shaibani.
Your pride is your weakness.
And Shaibani uses that to win against you every time.
What will you tell Babur when you meet him next?
That his sister lost to a monster?
I have heard a lot about your sword skills and smartness.
Then I'm sure you know that
a war that can't be won with weapons must be won by wit.
By attacking the enemy's weakness.
Find Shaibani's weak spot.
Caress it and, when the time is right, cut it.
Don't forget who you are.
Don't let anyone forget that either.
Khanzada!
Mother?
Khanzada!
Look, I am right here.
Look at me.
-Look this way. -Mother!
Babur!
-Khanzada is drowning. -Mother!
-Khanzada! -Mother!
Khanzada!
Mother!
Mother, you didn't save me.
Grab my hand.
Come here, this way.
-Mother! -Khanzada!
-Mother! -Mother, please save me!
Khanzada!
Grab my hand!
Mother!
Come back!
Where is everyone!
Kutlugh!
-Over here! -My child!
Anyone there?
-Anyone there? -Queen Mother?
Save her!
Save Kutlugh!
-Khanzada, grab my hand! -Mother!
Grab my hand!
-Grab my hand! -Mother!
Soldiers!
Come here.
Come closer to me.
-Grab my hand! -Come here!
-Khanzada, grab my hand! -Come here!
-Khanzada is now safe. -Mother!
Mother!
Mother, save me. I am drowning!
Khanzada!
Mother!
Babur!
Khanzada!
-Allah saved your life. -Khanzada!
Khanzada!
Allah saved your life.
Babur!
Did you save Khanzada?
Khanzada!
Where is she? Khanzada?
Babur?
Wazir Khan!
You were responsible for keeping my family safe.
Samarkand, Ferghana...
You couldn't protect anything.
Sire, you're not in your senses.
Mother would have lost her life due to your incompetence--
His incompetence?
It is so easy to blame others for your mistakes, isn't it?
A son is responsible for keeping his mother safe.
How can someone who cannot protect his mother protect his kingdom?
How will he ever defeat Shaibani?
This man...
Wazir Khan has been by your side even before you could walk.
And Baisanghar?
Samarkand's chief advisor.
He left everything behind for you.
He welcomed you into his home.
He gave you refuge.
Every army dreams of being commanded by them,
and they are ready to die at your command.
You, an unsuccessful, ungrateful man,
who is drowning in alcohol and wasting away his life.
A defeated man.
You think you are the only one who is suffering?
Have you ever thought about what I am going through?
My pain, my sacrifice, my decision that...
Trusting you was the biggest mistake of my life.
I am ashamed to call you my blood.
I am leaving, Grandmother.
And when I return, you will change your opinion of me.
Am I dreaming?
No, it's reality,
which I have accepted as my destiny.
I broke you, Khanzada.
Never.
Such pride, huh?
Your beauty radiates brighter than even the moon.
But this beauty will fade eventually, Khanzada.
What then?
Shadows of the night are far stronger than the moon's glow.
My beauty isn't my only identity.