The military preparations for the attack on the Black Stone Tower are in full swing, up and down the Iron Forge, full of enthusiasm and passion for battle, in the military training area, you can see the scene of new recruits joining and veterans practicing every day. The stakes were slashed with the swing of iron swords and axes, and there was a daily thumping sound.

Immediately adjacent to the heavy infantry training area is the Shooting Zone, where the dwarven musketeers practice their marksmanship, which, like the melee drill area, is crowded every day, with the sound of muskets mixed with gunsmoke, the sound of people filling every corner, and the enthusiasm of battle fills every corner.

As a "special guest" of the operation, Ares was often invited to see the dwarves' shooting drills, however, after learning about the construction of the dwarven muskets, Ares suddenly became interested in the modification of the dwarven weapons. Although he was not a military professional in his previous life, he still had preliminary knowledge of firearms. After observing the inner workings of the dwarven muskets, Ares bluntly proposed the rifled gun theory.

The power of the dwarven muskets was enormous, but the range was not sufficient, and Ares observed that their chambers were smooth and did not have any spiral patterns. The bullet is fired in a straight line in the barrel, and due to the resistance of the air and the influence of its own gravity, the hit rate is not guaranteed after the bullet is discharged, and the range is also very short.

The theory proposed by Ares is to change the smooth barrel inside the musket to a rifled barrel engraved with spiral lines, so that the bullet can rotate and fly at high speed when it is fired out of the chamber, improving the accuracy and range of the dwarven musket. At the same time, due to the positive correlation between the length of the gun and the muzzle velocity of the bullet, in Ares's design concept, the strength of the dwarven musket needs to be at least doubled, which is almost the same height as the dwarf......

Such a bizarre design naturally caused dissatisfaction among the dwarves from the beginning, first of all, without the support of physics, the dwarves did not understand why the bullets were spun at high speed, instead of ejecting directly...... Secondly, Ares is just a knight, and he is an amateur when it comes to military design, is this guy laughing at the height of our dwarves by designing such a strange weapon and doubling the length of his musket? As soon as Ares's design proposal was proposed, it was opposed by all the engineers of Ironforge Fort.

"Okay, okay, since you don't want to, then I'll make a bet with you, I'll invest in my own project, I'll spend my own money, design this weapon, and then we'll see if your musket is good or my rifle is good."

Faced with a group of gossip dwarven technicians, Ares defies the crowd and insists on modifying the dwarves' ranged weapons. And when it comes to betting, the dwarves are suddenly in good spirits, although they are not as open-minded as goblins, but when it comes to money, the dwarves are still very excited, and the key thing is that the forging skills of the Iron Forges are unquestionable.

"Bet on what?"

Weapon Master Brooke said proudly.

"One hundred gold coins. If I lose, I will give you all my possessions, and if I win, you must be my personal smith for three years, crafting the best weapons and armor for my warriors. ”

Ares was also full of confidence and returned proudly. Now, the scene was even more beautiful, and the bet attracted the attention of almost all of the Ironforge musketeers, and some even made private bets to see if Ares would win or their master smith, Brook, would win.

And Ares also has his own plans, he is about to raid the Black Iron Fortress, the Black Iron Dwarf has been digging underground for so long, there must be many precious ores and materials, these things, only one plunder, is worth more than this hundred gold coins.

"Are you sure your method works?"

Gianna whispered to her that a hundred gold coins was nothing to her, but if Ares lost, the face would be lost.

However, Ares is indifferent to this.

"Don't worry, my dear, and everything will be clear in a week."

……

Soon, under Ares' arrangement, Azeroth's first true rifle was born! Due to the short time to build a brand new one, it could only be improvised with loose parts, only the barrel was made improvised, and in order to ensure that there were no mistakes at the test site, Ares experimented several times before the race day to ensure that the rifled gun would not misfire and make other mistakes.

Not only Gianna, but Drumm and Sephes also expressed their admiration for the invention. With just a simple modification, the weapon has almost made a qualitative leap.

On the other hand, Brooke is also working on perfecting his precious musket, a traditional musket that the dwarves have used for centuries.

Every part has been carefully polished, and a hundred gold coins is a lot of money for Brooke, but the key thing is that he can't let a human defeat their proud firearms technology.

Even Magni took a keen interest in the bet, a young human knight named Ares, who had hardly been at peace since arriving at Ironforge.

The match was played two weeks later, and Magni prepared for the match before heading into the Blackstone Abyss. Because he had never thought of equipping Ares with this new weapon, the master craftsmen of Ironforge Fort had studied the results of a lifetime here, how could a layman make a breakthrough......

The match took place in such a humorous atmosphere, with the upper echelons of Ironforge and King Magni sitting in the stands, chatting and laughing, while the Copperbeard Dwarven Muskets stood on the periphery, waiting for the final result. Brooke looked confident, kissing his precious musket like a hunter cares for a pet.

In contrast, Ares's rifle can be described as simple to the point that it can no longer be simpler, without decoration and color, it is an ordinary hunter's musket, it should be said to be a modified shotgun.

"Game on!"

Yarlin. Gondolis gave the order as a magistrate.

Brooke shot first, he seriously picked up his royal rifle, and fired at the target a hundred yards away, with the sound of a huge gunshot, in the smoke of gunpowder, the wooden target a hundred yards away circled ten rings, and the bullet was not missing!

The copperbearded dwarves beside him immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers, "Great Brooke, Ironforge Sharpshooter!" The pride of the Copperbeard Clan! "There are many compliments. Provoked the dwarven weapon master to look excited, he turned his head to look at Ares beside him.

"It's still too late to surrender, I don't want a hundred gold coins, as long as you are here, bow your head and admit your mistake to me. I promise not to pursue it again. ”

Putting away his royal rifle, Brooke narrowed his eyes and said to Ares with a smile.

You can see that the dwarves around them have the same expressions, they are waiting for Ares to make a fool of themselves.

However, Ares only smiled faintly. Shouted to the magistrate Arrin - "Five hundred yards." Same target. ”

"What?!"

"Five hundred yards? Is that human crazy? ”

Even Arrin couldn't believe what he had just heard, and Brooke looked at Ares beside him with a look of shock, was this true? This madman is going to challenge the distance of five hundred yards? This is five times the normal range! Five times over!

"Ha, this is absolutely insane, five hundred yards, even my eyes can't see clearly five hundred yards away, how can a musket hit a target so far away. What should I say? Ares is definitely a lunatic. ”

Magni, who was sitting in the stands, laughed, and since Ares arrived at Ironforge, all sorts of strange thoughts had been pouring in, and the dwarven king could barely keep up with his thoughts.

But that's exactly what Ares did.

The dwarven guards suspiciously pushed the target to a distance of five hundred yards, a distance at which the dwarves' naked eyes could no longer see the target. Again, Ares couldn't see clearly, but the rifled gun with a curved sight had good accuracy.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the dwarves, Ares fired the first bullet.

The bullet spun wildly in the chamber of the spiral, and then sprang out at a great speed, almost at the same time as the gunfire rang out, and a crisp popping sound sounded on the wooden target five hundred yards away.

Arrin and the two dwarven guards scurried over, and then they saw an amazing sight of bullets passing through the bull's-eye! On the wooden target, only bullet holes were left, and there was no shadow of bullets! A great class seems to have been born, the Dwarven Sniper......