Dreams of conquest stirred my soul even as a boy studying under ulema and generals. The blessed ḥadīth promised the fall of Constantinople, and by Allah’s will, I lived to see its gates crumble before us in 857 AH. Prostrating on its soil, I knew the true victory was not worldly dominion, but fulfilling a trust placed centuries before. Laws were codified, mosques rose, and scholars found new homes. Walk beside me through strategy shaped by knowledge, and power restrained by fear of Allah.