"There are no banknote drafts left; I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree stated that we are being exiled as convicts and our family property has been confiscated."
Qin An was only sixteen years old this year and served as Qin Hu's personal page. Being very frail and already worn down by endless torment, he looked as though he were on his last breath.
In truth, Qin Hu was in little better shape. Over the past few days, the Vanguard Battalion had been marching thirty miles daily, performing grueling tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, stoking fires, digging trenches, hauling water, and pitching camps.
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