Kurulus Osman Season 6 Episode 172 Urdu Dubbed

I love difficulty, Bekum Hatun. That’s it. You will stand upright, so you won’t crush yourself. First, they will respect you. Then, they will love you. Do I have permission, Bala Hatun? Come, Kismet. Kismet. Bala Hatun. There is news from Osman Bey. Osman Bey has taken the headquarters and the village. They are going to the castle. Thank God. Thank God. Praise be. Kismet, ask Uygen to bring us sherbet. Praise be. Mother. Yes? Mother. I don’t feel burdened by my duty.

I love working for the people. I love it very much. But when will I go to war? Will I always be under your wings? Come here. What do you have on your wings? Don’t you know? If something happens to you, what will happen to your father and me? I can protect myself. I can train archers. I even learned archery from Yusuf Bey and Saruca Bey. No. My heart can’t stand it. If I go, you can come with me. But I won’t send you to a single war. Mother. Mother. You will understand when you are a mother. Mother. Since you joined the army. .

. . . . fire has been burning in my heart, brothers. My heart is burning, Cerkutay. My heart is burning, too, brother. For that state. . . . . . he made so many sacrifices. . . . . . and made so many sacrifices. . . . . . but we didn’t see him for a long time. Then we learned. We said thank God. Our brother is alive. He is with us. But. . . . . . we lost him. I will carry Bay Sangur’s dagger from now on. Even if I take the heart of a thousand infidels. . . .

. . even if I take it. . . . . . it won’t cool down. Our Bey first takes revenge. . . . . . and then takes revenge. But. . . . . . what we did today. . . . . . and what we will do tomorrow won’t cool my heart. Guys. What are you talking about? Aykurt. The loss of our brother Bay Sangur, my Bey. The loss of our valiant. . . . . . our hearts won’t be content with the loss of our martyr, my Bey. Stop. Stop.

The wounds on Bay Sangur’s body. . . . . . is this how you will take revenge on these wounds? It’s not time. . . . . . to bow down. It’s time. . . . . . to cut the dagger into a thousand pieces. Of course, our hearts are burning. Of course, we are in pain. But don’t forget. . . . . . we will never bow down. We will neither forget Bay Sangur’s martyrdom. . . . . . nor will we make the infidels forget it. My Bey is right, brothers. We will never bow down. . . .

. . so that the infidels. . . . . . won’t be able. . . . . . to take away. . . . . . our lives. And. . . . . . when our love for war is over. . . . . . our passion will end. Brothers! For God’s sake! Raise your heads! Stand up! For the sake of the state. for the sake of the martyrs. . . . . . we will take revenge on the infidels. . . . . . soon! Of course. . . . . . we will. . . . . . never bow down. We will never bow down. We will always stand upright. Even if one of us falls. one of us.