In truth, Qin Hu was not faring much better. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, tasked with clearing roads through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, stoking fires, digging trenches, fetching water, and pitching camps.
As for the two tender, delicate young men, what kind of treatment could they expect while spending every day with hundreds of crude, rough-hewn soldiers?
Without a doubt, they had to do the hardest labor, eat the worst food, suffer the most brutal beatings, and swallow the worst grievances...
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