War, Court, and Warm Embrace, the Destiny of Austria

Let others fight, you, fortunate Austria, go and marry! What the God of War can grant you, the God of Love can also grant you.The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is in tatters. Beneath the seemingly calm surface of peace, there is the undercurrent of the era, the calm before the storm.The air is thick with the mist of sweat, the choking black smoke makes it difficult to breathe. At the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing and shoving each other, greedily devouring the feast called the world. Van Gogh's self-portrait hangs on the wall, and waltz music echoes in the ears. Suddenly the music turns into a march, and the scene also shifts to the battlefield, soldiers marching in formation, heading towards the machine gun barbed wire. A cannonball falls to the ground, and after the smoke, countless cavalry charge towards the artillery position. Along with the noise, a wooden airplane flies close to the ground, then suddenly accelerates, breaks through the clouds, and shines brightly.