"We have no bank notes left; I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree stated that we are exiled as convicts, and all our family assets have been confiscated."
Qin An was only sixteen years old this year and served as Qin Hu's personal page. Extremely thin and frail, he was already worn down by the torture, looking as though he had only one breath left.
In truth, Qin Hu was not faring much better. Over the past few days, the Vanguard Battalion had marched thirty miles every day, performing tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, lighting fires, digging trenches, hauling water, and setting up encampments.
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