Actually, Qin Hu was not much better off. Over the past few days, the Vanguard Camp had been marching thirty miles a day, and their daily duties consisted of clearing mountain roads and building bridges over rivers, cutting firewood and stoking fires, digging trenches and carrying water, and pitching military camps.
As for these two pampered and tender-skinned fellows, what kind of situation would they face spending every day with hundreds of rough-hewn, burly soldiers?
They undoubtedly performed the most exhausting labor, ate the worst food, suffered the harshest beatings, and endured the greatest grievances...
Chapter 602