Solomon Rothschild was so angry that he was usually called King Solomon.

And today, not only do people dare to disobey him, but they even dare to scold him in Russian, which is unbearable.

Vienna was Solomon's home turf, and the Caesar Hotel was his royal palace.

Historically, Solomon spent money to buy the most expensive hotel in Vienna and used it as his residence.

In Solomon's eyes, it was still easy to drive a few Russian invaders out of his palace.

"You guys go down there and have a look, I don't want to hear that again." Solomon said coldly.

Several servants were immediately relieved, and finally found a substitute for the dead, and it seemed that the "king" was planning to take his anger out on them.

Solomon's men were convinced that their "king" could handle everything, so they rushed downstairs in impatience, ready to teach the invaders a lesson they would never forget.

Only Solomon's butler felt that there was something wrong with this, but Solomon was clearly carried away by anger at this time.

After all, the Rothschilds, who are proud of their poor information, seem useless in front of Franz, a traverser.

Even without the knowledge of the traverser, as long as Franz wants to, it is easy to smooth out the information gap with the Rothschilds as a royal family.

Rothschild is a deified name, and behind them is a huge information asymmetry.

Nathan Rothschild was able to harvest the London stock market with this, and Solomon Rothschild also harvested Austria with it.

In front of Franz, however, their advantage was lost. Solomon, who had lost his usual weapon, was terrified, and his fear was anger.

Solomon's men rushed downstairs, but the torrent of anger came to an abrupt halt like a storm crashing on the shore.

There are not many people on the other side, but it seems that the person is tall and big, and he is not alarmed, and it is very likely that he has a pistol hidden on his clothes.

In this era, it was not uncommon for bodyguards of wealthy families to carry guns when they went out, and Vienna did not ban guns until after 1849.

At this time, it was all too common for weapons shops, bars, and even grocery stores in Vienna to have guns.

However, it is unusual for such a large group of bodyguards with guns to appear together, and it is undoubtedly a difficult opponent.

Solomon's men have an absolute advantage in numbers, but the other party has no fear, obviously the other party has no fear, either has a strong background, or is a group of outlaws.

Of course, Solomon's men thought the latter was more likely, because in their eyes the Russians were a bunch of reckless men, a bunch of uncivilized barbarians.

But once courage is lost, it is difficult to get it back, and Solomon's men immediately froze and did not know what to do.

At this time, the Russian leader spoke first, Vasily was not afraid of the rabble in front of him, not even death, but he really did not dare to anger the big man inside.

"Wait," Vasily put his hand in his jacket pocket, but there was a cry of surprise.

"What are you going to do! Don't move, we're not afraid of you! ”

Although Solomon Rothschild was known as King Solomon, he did not have a real army under his command.

If there had been an army, he would not have fled in 1848.

In fact, Solomon was very suspicious, and for safety reasons, his bodyguards were actually a group of bank clerks.

These bank clerks don't even have much experience in fighting, they are just used to being domineering and a little ruthless.

But when it comes to real outlaws, they are like elementary school students who go to the teacher's office for the first time, and they seem to be underconfident.

Vasily said in German, not very fluent.

"I'm sorry, I can give you a sum of money, and ask you to leave as if nothing happened?"

After saying that, Vasily took out a wad of banknotes, 20 notes of 50 florins, a total of 1,000 florins.

(At this time, in the Austrian Empire, the annual salary of an ordinary soldier was 100 florins, and 1000 florins was equivalent to ten years of military salary for an ordinary soldier, which was definitely not a small amount.) ）

However, the last thing that Solomon's subordinates were bad at was money, and when they saw such a little money, they immediately became more confident, and they were even more sure that the other party was some outlaw who had some death.

Although they can't beat each other, there are still gendarmes in Vienna, and Mr. Solomon is a good friend of Prime Minister Metternich, so they don't have to be afraid of anything.

"Huh, 1000 florins? Great, I'll give you 2,000 florins, get out of here at once. ”

Sacconi returned coldly and threw the money in Vasily's face.

Helpless, Vasily stepped forward and grabbed Sacconi by the neck, and pressed the muzzle of the black hole to Saconi's temple before Solomon's men could react.

Then Vasily made a silent gesture in the midst of everyone's shocked gaze.

"It's okay for you to leave, I'm begging you."

But Vasily's single-shot pistol against Sackony's temple did not lay down.

"Do you know who we are?"

"Whose people?"

"We are Lord Solomon's bodyguards, let me go, or I will throw you into the Danube to feed the fish."

"Oh, who is Solomon?" Vasily said with some excitement.

"You're pretending to be stupid, aren't you? And which Lord Solomon? Solomon Rothschild, who in all of Europe doesn't know our boss? Sacconi roared.

"Oh, it's a son of a bitch." Vasily said contemptuously.

This sentence annoyed Solomon's bodyguards, most of whom were Jews, and they drew their pistols and pointed them at Vasili.

And Vasily's subordinates did not refuse to come, pulled down the cabinet next to him, and the two sides immediately became tense.

The hotel manager was going to go upstairs to greet the guests, but he was frightened when he saw this scene.

The hotel manager cautiously retreated down the stairs before anyone noticed, and he wanted to run to the gendarmerie to report the incident, after all, the two upstairs were both guests of Prime Minister Metternich.

This kind of discord between big people is not something that he, a hotel manager, can manage.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he saw something even more terrible, Archduke Karl, and his guard.

The guard of the Grand Duke of Karl was fundamentally different from the guards of other nobles, because it was an army at all.

Almost everyone in the guard was a soldier of the Austrian Empire, who had been on the battlefield and killed people, and that kind of power could not be matched by even the most powerful gang in the city of Vienna.

The hotel manager didn't know why Archduke Karl came, he only knew that if Archduke Karl went upstairs and was hit by a stray bullet, or found out that he was actually fighting here... He couldn't even think about it.