In truth, Qin Hu was not much better off. 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, digging trenches, fetching water, and pitching camps.
As for the two delicate, soft-skinned fellows, what kind of situation would they face spending every day with hundreds of rough, burly soldiers?
Naturally, they had to do the hardest labor, eat the worst food, endure the harshest beatings, and suffer the greatest humiliation...
Chapter 635