In truth, Qin Hu was in no better shape himself. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, tasked with clearing paths through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, stoking fires, digging trenches, hauling water, and pitching tents.
And what could possibly happen when two delicate, soft-skinned fellows like them were thrown together with several hundred rough-and-tumble grunts?
Undoubtedly, they pulled the heaviest labor, ate the worst food, suffered the cruelest beatings, and endured the most agonizing grievances...
Chapter 931