In truth, Qin Hu was hardly any better off. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, performing tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges across rivers, cutting firewood, fetching water, digging trenches, and pitching tents.
As for these two tender, delicate fellows, what kind of situation would they face spending every day among hundreds of rough, burly soldiers?
Undoubtedly, they did the hardest labor, ate the worst food, suffered the harshest beatings, and endured the greatest grievances...
Chapter 638