Listening to the complaints of the old dwarf, Aaron thought - the so-called plague is probably Undead Scourge created by Ner'zhul. From what Kaierfu means, it seems that Ner'zhul has not been able to completely eliminate the humans who developed in Northrend, and at least some human settlements have survived.
But these people probably can't hold on for too long. Aaron vaguely remembers that Lich King Ner'zhul's plan to conquer Northrend was thwarted for the first time when he faced Nerubians. Before that, Northrend whether it was the indigenous Magnataur Tuskarr Neither Vrykul nor the foreign humans, elves, and dwarves could cause any hindrance to the dead Lich King, who had only a layer of armor left.
Of course, Ner'zhul's plan after conquering Nerubians basically did not go smoothly, whether it was Zul'Drak's Troll or Wyrmrest Temple dragon or Storm Peaks and Titan Keepers were not something he could easily handle. Later, when he was forced by Dreadlord's five-color team to summon Archimonde, he didn't even care about the powerful neighbors at his doorstep.
In fact, until Lich King's second generation Arthas planned to turn the entire Azeroth into a world of the dead, Scourge failed to win Northrend has three tough bones to crack. I really don't know where these two Lich King got the courage to provoke Horde and Alliance at the same time when the rear was unstable.
The old dwarf didn't pay attention to Aaron's slight distraction, and continued to talk. He discovered Northrend only in recent years. Both the weather and the living environment of that land were very harsh. Originally, no one paid much attention to that place, which was covered in ice and snow for most of the year. However, the exploration team later discovered that several kinds of very high-quality ore were produced there, which attracted many people to go there to explore despite the long distance.
In order to mine those ores, various forces in Eastern Kingdoms sent people to explore the frozen land. As the exploration progressed, various races encountered many strange things, such as giant spiders with human heads, giants several meters high, tentacles entrenched deep in the mines, and other true and false news.
However, because Northrend is too far away from Eastern Kingdoms, information communication between the two parties is relatively slow, so the old dwarf himself is not sure whether these messages are true or false, but he is very interested in one of the messages:
"I heard that there are relics about the origin of our dwarves in the north. I really want to visit them in my lifetime." The old dwarf said with longing. This can be regarded as the tradition of the entire dwarf tribe. Although they have forgotten their origins, they have always spread some related legends. The name Khaz Modan is to commemorate their creator-Khaz'goroth.
This has also led to the fact that the dwarves have always been interested in archeology. However, the dwarves have not been able to find relevant ruins in Eastern Kingdoms, but they have found some in Northrend.
"Ah, there should indeed be one in the north... but I remember..." Aaron muttered. When he started playing World of Warcraft, it was already a very later version, so he was not familiar with the vices in the earlier version. I'm not very familiar with it, but I vaguely remember that there is a dungeon at the door of the dwarves' homes that contains the answers they want, but I can't remember the specifics. I just vaguely remember that Troggs is occupying it, and there is a pretty powerful stone giant deep in the dungeon.
However, after such an interruption, Aaron suddenly came to his senses. He didn't come here to listen to the old dwarf's story. He quickly grabbed the musket and left, lest Vereesa and the others would be impatient. Aaron had just noticed that Vereesa and Liadrin were waiting at the door with Arator.
"Ah, yes, guest, are you sure you want to choose this one?" After the old dwarf repeatedly confirmed what Aaron meant, he still gave the double-barreled musket to Aaron, along with a large bag of bullets.
"Guest, you must pay attention to safety." The old dwarf gave Aaron a lot of instructions before sending Aaron out of the shop and went back to continue running his business.
"Aaron, can you use a musket?" Liadrin asked when he saw Aaron coming out. The first thing he noticed was the musket in his hand.
Aaron nodded, and just about to say something, Vereesa on the side laughed, "You're not the kind of person who can hit the target at a distance of ten steps, are you?"
Obviously, Vereesa was deeply impressed by Aaron's extremely embarrassing shooting skills yesterday.
Aaron glanced at Vereesa and thought that if he used a firearm, he would at least be able to hit the target at 100 meters every time. However, considering that he had played with the kind of modern firearms found in shooting galleries, and he had not yet had time to try this relatively primitive musket, he was blindly bragging, and it would be embarrassing if he messed up later.
"Are you actually sure?" Vereesa seemed to see what Aaron was thinking, and asked in surprise. In Vereesa's opinion, the use of long-range weapons is similar. When Aaron used bows and arrows before, his accuracy was very poor. Can he immediately become a marksman by holding a musket?
Aaron smiled, pointed at Shepherd's Gate not far from the market area, and said, "How about we go outside the city and try it?"
"If you want to try it, go ahead." Vereesa nodded indifferently.
Liadrin was very interested. "I haven't used a musket yet. Aaron, can you lend it to me later and try it out?"
"No problem." Aaron naturally agreed.
The four of them left the city and arrived outside Silvermoon City without walking very far. They found a forest with no human activity and began to prepare for the test firing.
Because it was the first time to use this relatively primitive firearm, Aaron studied for a while before he figured out the loading method of bullets. This was also thanks to the fact that the breech-loading gun used fixed-loading ammunition. If it was the kind of muzzle-loading gun that required loading of gunpowder and projectiles by itself, Aaron would have to worry about problems such as the chamber exploding.
If it is just that there is too little charge and the bullet does not shoot far enough, it is not a big deal, but if there is too much charge and the chamber explodes, it is both embarrassing and dangerous.
Fortunately, this problem does not exist with fixed-loading ammunition. You only need to load the ammunition and pull the trigger to fire. The only problem is that the stink of misfire cannot be avoided.
Looking at this gun, which is obviously hand-forged, but uses an extremely high-end metal shell with custom-loaded ammunition, Aaron can't help but feel a little emotional. The technical route of Azeroth is really amazing. Putting this gun aside for the moment, things like wooden tanks and wooden helicopters are even more amazing. It really makes people scratch their heads and wonder how they were invented.
After getting ready to launch, Aaron first looked at the simple sight installed on the gun, found a similar distance, aimed at the target Vereesa had just drawn on the tree trunk with a dagger, and Aaron pulled the trigger.
Along with the sound of gunpowder exploding in a small space, Aaron felt a very obvious impact from the butt of the gun in his hand. This recoil exceeded Aaron's estimate and made Aaron couldn't help but raise his hand. Although Aaron pressed his hand back after reacting, the result of this shooting was destined to be terrible - the high-speed rotating warhead hit about half a meter above the target.
"Ahem, my hand is a little raw." Aaron coughed, relieved the embarrassment, and loaded the bullet again. With the previous experience, Aaron's shooting result was much better this time, at least the warhead fell within the target range.
Then Aaron tried a few more times, and after confirming that his hit rate and accuracy of the gun were acceptable, he handed the gun to Liadrin who was eager to try.
However, after Liadrin confidently tried to pull the trigger and fired the first round, Aaron regretted handing the gun to her.
"Hey, you're a little too dangerous." He waved his hand to brush away the smoke of gunpowder in front of his eyes. Aaron stared at Liadrin in stunned silence before the female Priest pulled the trigger. His posture was quite impressive, but the moment he fired, Aaron realized something was wrong - Liadrin actually dropped the gun due to the sudden recoil. Fortunately, no one else was accidentally hurt.
"It seems that I am not suitable for using this." Liadrin didn't care much, and then returned the musket to Aaron.
"Wait, something is wrong over there..." Vereesa was about to say something, but suddenly looked towards the woods in the distance, seeming to notice something.