Actually, Qin Hu was in no better shape. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, tasked with clearing roads in the mountains and building bridges across rivers, cutting firewood and stoking fires, digging trenches and fetching water, and pitching military camps.
As for the two tender-skinned fellows, what kind of situation would they face every day cooped up with hundreds of rough-hewn, burly soldiers?
Naturally, they would have to do the hardest labor, eat the worst food, suffer the cruelest beatings, and endure the worst grievances...
Chapter 886