Wolf Hour-Blood and Fire Are One

"I will personally command the siege the day after tomorrow." After returning to the Westerlands Army camp, Tywin looked at the black White Wolf Banner in the distance and said firmly.

Kevan was helping him change his armor with the servants when he heard Tywin's decision and instinctively nodded.

Because Tywin's tone is that of someone making a decision.

Kevan has always admired Tywin, and he will carry out any decision Tywin makes.

And it's always correct.

This has been true from childhood to adulthood.

But this time, he did not give Tywin a positive answer as he usually did.

"Brother," Kevan gestured for the servant who had removed his armor to step back, "Let me lead the siege next time."

"Hmm?" Seeing that his younger brother actually contradicted him, Tywin turned to look at him, a questioning sound escaping his throat.

Kevan dug his fingernails into his fingers, forcing himself to calm down. Ever since he was a child, he had liked to follow Tywin around.

Tywin was not only an older brother, but also a father figure to him.

Of course, he is a father in the true sense of the word.

Kevan, like Tywin, despised his weak father.

He never opposed Tywin; obedience to Tywin was ingrained in his very being.

Now that he's over fifty and has listened to Tywin all his life, Kevan feels his whole body rebelling against his decision when he suddenly has to raise objections.

"Brother," Kevan called out the name he used to address him in his youth, indicating that he wasn't opposing him, "You're more important than me. The Westerlands cannot do without you. Let me take over."

Tywin, who had only turned his head to look at Kevan, turned his entire body towards him, Kevan felt the oppressive feeling grow stronger.

"Do you know what the situation is like right now? Do you know what the Lannister are facing? If we can't take King's King's Landing, what will happen to the Westerlands? What will happen to Casterly Rock? What will happen to the Lannister? Have you thought about that?!"

A barrage of questions nearly broke Kevan's mental defenses, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted:

"I know! Of course I know! I know perfectly well! That's why you absolutely cannot make any mistakes, and that's why I'm taking your place!" Kevan's reaction surprised and astonished Tywin.

"Didn't you choose to abandon your mission to aid the Westerlands and instead rush to King's Landing because only by saving King's Landing could you save the Westerlands Casterly Rock?"

But now King's Landing has been captured, and our allies, the Tyrell, have they ever truly won even a single victory?

We Lannister acquired Casterly Rock through cunning, while their Highgarden was acquired through the Dragon King's bounty!

Kevan's tone was somewhat agitated, his chest heaving.

"I know that in the next siege, we can only win, we can't afford to lose. You will also be going to the most dangerous place, but what if? What if we lose? Brother, you are the West's last hope! In the end, we are still fighting for the West. Let me do it." Kevon took a few steps towards Tywin. "Please."

Kevan dared not look Tywin in the eye; tears blurred his vision.

Tywin gazed at his younger brother, who was just like his own arm, for a long time.

They were brothers since birth, and they were brothers for a full fifty years!

Finally, Tywin patted Kevan on the shoulder and said:

"I've gathered all the knights to protect you. You must be careful, you must survive, we must return to the Westerlands together!"

Seeing that Tywin had agreed, Kevan felt as if he had returned to fifty years ago.

He tripped and fell, then Tywin helped him up, and he burst into laughter through his tears.

"Um!"

"You want to personally attack the Red Keep? This, this is impossible!" Martin objected urgently.

"Jon, we know you want to avenge Lord Eddard and rescue Sansa, but you are very important now. You are the commander of all of us. You can't easily trust Varys!" Beric Dondarrion also disagreed with Jon's decision.

"Leave this to me!" Harrion declared. "I'll definitely rescue Miss Sansa and cut off Joffrey's head!"

Sola didn't speak, but she also didn't want Jon to take any risks.

Although she had only glimpsed the Red Keep from afar, she disliked it intensely. She didn't find Red Keep beautiful; rather, she saw it as a terrifying cave.

Jon agreed, after all, the number of people who died in the cave was far less than the number who died in the Red Keep.

"Although I will personally attack the Red Keep, I will disguise myself. Martin, you will wear my armor and defend the city in my place."

The Red Keep is too important; he must go there in person.

This isn't some ordinary castle that you can just take down and be done with.

Taking it down is only the first step; Jon's goal is to make Cersei confess!

Only by bringing her to the city, putting her on trial, and definitively establishing Joffrey and his two children as illegitimate offspring can the Lion-Flower Alliance be dismantled.

This requires capturing Cersei.

While it's possible to simply kill her and Joffrey, if conditions allow, this matter should be made an ironclad case.

Most importantly, if Jon Snow could take the Red Keep, aside from Joffrey, Jon didn't want Cersei and her two remaining children to die at his hands.

It would be best to pass this trouble to Stannis and let him figure it out.

Seeing Jon's insistence, everyone could only pray that everything would go smoothly.

Then Jon gave another order, "Ser Beric Dondarrion, Ser Thoros, I've received intelligence that Tyrell's siege equipment and arrows seem to be converging on Tywin's army. Tywin's attack is most likely heading towards Lion Gate. Set up Wildfire traps on the inner side of the walls near Lion Gate. Let them in; if we can burn that old man to death, all the better. Even if we don't, we can quickly fill the gaps in the walls from both sides and trap them!"

Beric Dondarrion and Thoros exchanged a glance, then nodded.

Jon's perspective, from Varys ' point of view, is that he should be defending Tywin instead of attacking the Red Keep, which further adds to the confusion.

Finally, Jon Snow rose and addressed the crowd. "Gentlemen, the battle to come will determine the fate of all of us, not just ours, but the fate of the entire Seven Kingdoms."

My father's death has plunged the Seven Kingdoms into turmoil. One after another, ambitious men who shouldn't have been kings have taken their place. This is a betrayal of my father, and even more so, a betrayal of King Robert! We must use the sword in our hands to pull this chaotic nation back on track!

Jon drew his sword with a clang and pointed it at the map of the Red Keep in front of him.

"To bring this chaotic nation back on track!" Jon's declaration was very much to the liking of Beric Dondarrion, Thoros, and Martin.

Deeply influenced by the Seven culture, this phrase directly focuses on their good ball area.

The thought of the great cause they were about to undertake filled everyone with a sense of exhilaration.

"Bring this chaotic country back on track!"

As he spoke, the others drew their swords one after another, their blades clashing against Jon's.

After Stannis's first Battle of the Blackwater, followed by Jon's capture of King's Landing, and then the attack by the Lion-and-Flower Coalition —the capital city had experienced three major battles in less than five days.

The number of people who died in just a few days is more than the number who died in the past ten years.

And now a moment of peace has finally arrived, but it is the peace before the final battle.

Not only did the opposing sides inside and outside the city walls understand this principle, but the people of King's Landing understood it as well.