What’s the matter, My Lord? This is not how a Caliph should be, My Lord. What do you mean? You’re going out to meet your people and talk to them. You must look strong in front of them. And remember that Muawiyah bin Abi Sufian did this before. – But I’m nothing like Muawiyah. – Then try to be like him. I’m dissenting from the Abbasids, Abu Suraka. The Abbasids. But they robbed you off your right to the throne, My Lord. You are Abu Al-Abbas’ uncle. And let me tell you something. You are going to meet your people, a short while after you let them be killed and robbed by the tough people of Khorasan. And they don’t care about you right to the throne. So, think of what you’ll say to them. What do you advise? The people of Damascus like to hear stories about Muawiyah, as he made their city the Capital of his Caliphate, while you set your Capital in Iraq. It wouldn’t hurt if you talked about killing Marwan bin Muhammad, too. He was from Qais Tribe, not Yaman Tribe. Promise them, My Lord, to establish a great trade in Syria, as well as giving lands, estates and water springs back to their rightful owners. I’m ready now. Let’s go. – What are you saying? – What you heard, Father. As soon as Uncle Abdullah heard that Abu Jaafar became Caliph succeeded by Issa, he dissented and declared Syria an independent state. May God help us! May God help us! – Has the Caliph arrived, yet? – He will be here soon. We are ready to meet him and accompany him to Hashimiyya. Let’s go. Why did you spare Abu Muslim’s life, My Lord? He was within our reach and away from Khorasan. What kept me from killing him was the dissent of my uncle Abdullah. I think he’s the only one who can deter my uncle from his dissent. Tell him to follow me to Hashimiyya. If he refused, then send enough soldiers to cut him off to be forced to meet me. Yes, My Lord, I will. Soldiers, get ready to move. Come on. If you weren’t a messenger, I would’ve killed you. Get out of my face! Go! I will deal with your master. We pledge allegiance to you as the Emir of the Believers. My Lord. Do you want me to put my fate in Abu Jaafar’s hands? He wasn’t the Caliph back then, and we have no choice. The road to Khorasan goes through Iraq. Apologize to him and show him your loyalty and obedience, and congratulate him on becoming the Caliph, so he may let us go back to Khorasan safely. If only I hadn’t left my armies in Ray.
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Please excuse my conduct, My Lord. The death of Master Abu Al-Abbas made me forget who I was, and who you were. Don’t worry about it, Abu Muslim. Don’t worry about it. I gathered the three of you here as I knew you were seasoned at war and battles. If my uncle refused to come around, and I don’t think he would, you will have to… get Syria back under our jurisdiction. Get ready for that, Abu Muslim. And I will be waiting for the good news. Excuse me, My Lord. He sent Abu Muslim Al-Khorasani, Al-Hassan bin Quhtuba and Saleh bin Ali. I don’t think my brother Saleh would fight me. Al-Hassan bin Quhtuba won’t disagree with him. The one I’m worried about is that Khorasani. I have a suggestion, My Lord. – Speak. – When you came to Syria, you came with the help of the Khorasani warriors. And when the dust settled and you took control of Syria, they went back to Khorasan, and only a few thousands of them remained here, who were cast away by the Syrian armies. I’m afraid if Abu Muslim came here, they would join him. – What are you getting at? – Have them killed, My Lord, so that they won’t turn against us when the time comes. And by killing them, you’d quench the anger inside the people of Syria. What do you think, Yazeed? I think he’s right, My Lord. He didn’t even give me a chance to apologize. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you went to him, and made him feel that you were still one of his statesmen. I wish I was in Khorasan. What do I have to do with this? What do I have to do with the conflict between these two bulls? If you defeat Abdullah bin Ali, you will back in the graces of the Abbasids as the cherished leader, and the trustee of the nation. You’ll be an Imam, like you were during the reign of Abu Al-Abbas. Don’t you see, Abu Ishaq? We are surrounded by Saleh’s army on the right, and Ibn Quhtuba’s army on the left. Do you mean that… Yes, Abu Ishaq. We are forced to go into this war. And if we stalled in fighting Abdullah, our army might be crushed. – It’s like we’re prisoners. – We are prisoners. Prisoners! We are prisoners! Thank God Who gave the Abbasids their Kingdome back, and endowed them with His blessings and showered them with his grace.
By God, I have no desire to be the Caliph, nor am I clinging to this position. But I don’t like to be isolated from God. And I want to get closer to God by obeying his commands and spreading the teachings of His Prophet, peace be upon him. Peace be upon him. So, may God bring me closer to him for that, and raise me in honor and status, along with my relation to his honorable Prophet, peace be upon him. Peace be upon him. May God help us face the adversity inflicted on us by other people, Issa. I pray that… I won’t be one of those people who don’t practice what they preach, or who don’t follow their own advice. Have a seat. Are you sure? I’m positive. I can’t. I can’t stay in this palace. Every corner of it reminds me of Abu Al-Abbas. I just can’t. I will take the children with me. I see that you and I are the only ones stricken by his loss, Abu Dulama. God bless you. You have children with him and I don’t. Aunt!