Adopted Son A knew that his opponents were extremely formidable.
This had long since spread throughout Great Ming.
The Eastern Tartars had been winning all along.
Several times in large-scale field battles, they had utterly defeated the Ming Army.
Not merely won, but nearly wiped out most of the Ming Army while seizing vast amounts of supplies.
Adopted Son A decided to inspect them personally.
First, under the protection of several hundred men, he rode to a point three li from the small bridge by the river.
At this distance, he did not have to fear a sudden enemy attack.
Scout squads were stationed around them, keeping the enemy at a distance.
At the same time, several hundred men stood at his side to protect him.
They had large shields and long spears, as well as Matchlock Guns.
If the enemy's three hundred men dared charge over, a few volleys would inflict heavy casualties on them.
He saw the three hundred Jurchen camped behind the bridge.
The enemy was forming up. Thirty White Armor soldiers stood at the very front, while their horses were held behind the formation by their own Booyi.
The presence of thirty White Armor soldiers alone showed just how seriously they regarded this group.
They normally would not deploy White Armor in minor skirmishes.
White Armor were actually guards for the Eight Banners' nobles.
They usually protected Beizi, Beile, or Gushan Ezhen.
After watching for a while, he ordered the Rear Army to haul over the six-pounder cannons.
This sort of infantry formation was artillery's favorite target.
The Jurchen were also watching them from across the way.
The man leading them was a Meile Zhangjing named Donagu, while beside him stood a Niru Zhangjing named Wugezhen.
Donagu was from Old Khan's generation of grandsons. At only