Little Bear's mouth fell open. What had he done these past few days?
He had been completely exhausted from the urgent march every day. In the past, when he was a "Prince", he could still ride a horse. But now that he was a lowly-ranked soldier, he had to rely on his two legs.
As a new recruit, he was also bullied by the veterans. During the urgent march, he had to help them carry some luggage. When they stopped, he had to help them fetch water, dig weeds, pick up firewood, start a fire, and roast things. Sometimes, he had to help them snatch military rations. He would even be kicked awake from time to time when he slept at night. In short, he was kept extremely busy.
Qi Haoran looked at his son's confused expression and couldn't help but sigh. "Those things they asked you to do are the skills you need to survive. Now, are you able to carry a pile of luggage and march urgently while thinking and looking for something to eat on the way?"