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 duties consisted of clearing paths in the mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, stoking fires, digging trenches, fetching water, and pitching tents.
As for these two soft, delicate fellows, what kind of situation would they face spending every day with hundreds of rough-hewn, burly soldiers?
Without a doubt: doing the hardest labor, eating the worst food, suffering the most brutal beatings, and enduring the greatest grievances...
Chapter 632