Zhuge Zhan had now led his troops to Mianyang.
He felt deeply uneasy.
He had never imagined that Cao Wei's army would actually appear at Jiangyou.
How on earth had they gotten across? How had they appeared here?
Zhuge Zhan simply could not understand it. But although he could not understand it, once he learned that the enemy was approaching, he still had to go out to meet them.
This was Zhuge Zhan's first time commanding a large army.
He had held military offices before, but those had been largely honorary posts and titles. He had never had any experience leading troops into battle.
Liu Shan had placed all his hopes on him, believing that he would surely defeat the invading enemy, retake Hanzhong, and stabilize the situation.
Before he set out, Liu Shan had gripped his hand tightly and repeatedly impressed upon him that he was entrusting all the affairs of the realm to him.
It was not just Liu Shan. The officials, civilians, officers, and soldiers of all Chengdu had placed their hopes on Zhuge Zhan.
Many truly believed in Zhuge Zhan, convinced that he would protect Chengdu and defeat the invading enemy.
When Zhuge Zhan departed, people lined the entire route to see him off. Even the officers and soldiers under his command trusted him deeply.
Although the enemy's sudden appearance here frightened them somewhat, they believed their commander would surely lead them to victory.
Everyone believed in Zhuge Zhan. Only Zhuge Zhan himself did not.
At this moment, Zhuge Zhan was truly terrified.
After seeing the expectation in so many people's eyes, he became even more afraid of failure.
This left him somewhat flustered. Even when arranging Mianyang's defenses, he was clumsy and made unsuitable dispositions. Only after an experienced deputy general reminded him did Zhuge