"Good job Grande!"

In front of the away team's coach's box, Emiro excitedly praised. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike Gao Han, who coached the China City team alone, Getafe also equipped him with an assistant, which was also inexplicably exciting at this time.

"Should we take advantage of the victory and end this meaningless game?"

Listening to his assistant's proposal, Emiro turned his head to the side again, glanced at Zhuo Li's very ugly face on the sidelines, and sneered twice, "Of course, we don't need to waste time and physical strength on such an opponent. ”

With that, the Spanish coach walked to the sidelines and waved his hand.

"Attack me and crush my opponent in one fell swoop!"

His voice was so loud that not only Gao Han, but even the people around him could hear it clearly.

He was so confident and arrogant that he didn't even have the slightest idea of hiding his tactical intentions.

Especially after shouting, he still smiled proudly at Gao Han, as if to say, even if you know, so what?

Not to mention that your team now has less main central defenders, even if there are no less, can you stop our attack?

The Spaniard's contemptuous and disdainful appearance made Gao Han grit his teeth with hatred, but he had no choice but to pull the captain of the central defender who ran to the sidelines, Tu Feiyuan, and whispered a few words, and then shouted at the players on the field: "Steady, organize a defensive formation, steady, don't mess up!"

"Steady?" Emiro sneered again, "Does it work?"

Amateur teams are simply scum in front of professional teams.

Emiro has absolute confidence in his team.

"Let me teach you a good lesson, Chinese rookie!"

The two were not far away, and Gao Han could naturally hear it, but he ignored him, and instead used a one-star defensive card in the coaching system.

"Start using the One-Star Defensive Card, Target: Three. ”

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China's No. 4 centre-back suffered an elbow injury to the bridge of his nose and went to the sidelines to stop the bleeding, leaving the team with one less man on the pitch.

Gatafe II had an overwhelming advantage in their own right, but now with one more player, the advantage was even more obvious, and they soon created a threat and once again passed the ball into the big box of the Chinese City team.

But this time, the captain of the Chinese City team, the No. 3 central defender Tu Feiyuan, appeared just right on the passing line of the second team of Getafe, and directly cleared the siege with a big foot, which can be used to resolve the crisis.

The ball was still controlled by Getafe II, and after passing back and forth, it was killed again.

Getafe II's No.10 midfielder picked up the ball at the edge of the penalty area, shook off the defender and crossed diagonally to the right side of the penalty area.

"Stick to him on the inside, don't let him cross easily!" Gao Han shouted at his team's left-back from the sidelines.

Emiro next to him suddenly sneered again, "Can he hold it?"

From the start of the game until now, the left-back has not known how many times he has been breached.

The left-back of the Chinese City team understood the manager's intention and clinged to the inside of the right midfielder of Getafe, but the opponent's right midfielder was too fast and flexible, and suddenly accelerated after a feint, and directly rushed away from his defense.

"Well done, kill me!" Exitou Exclaimed, Emiro.

Look at him like that, as if he's already seen the goal.

But at the critical moment, it was the No. 3 captain Tu Feiyuan who suddenly rushed out, and made up for the defense in time, jamming the forward line of the opponent's right forward, and the players of the Getafe second team wanted to pass again, but they directly took the ball out of the bottom line, goal kick!

"Good, great!" Gao Han shouted excitedly from the sidelines.

He noticed that although the team's defense was still weak, the central defender Tu Feiyuan was very vigorous, almost single-handedly, driving the defense of the entire defense to become solid.

Could it be that this is the role of one-star defensive cards?

If so, then there is still drama in this game!

Gao Han saw it, and Emiro naturally saw it, but he thought that this was the fighting spirit of the China City team that was aroused by Grande's elbow just now, and it didn't last long.

"Give me the attack, increase the attack, the full-backs will press up!"

When the players of the Getafe II team heard the manager's words, they also let go and pressed up to attack.

For a while, the one-sided situation on the court was even more obvious, and it was difficult for the Chinese City team to even get the ball, basically clearing and defending.

But surprisingly, although the possession time was almost zero, although the game was completely controlled by the opponent, but the strange thing is that under the drive of Tu Feiyuan's chicken-blooded performance, the defense of the Chinese city team has become quite tight, especially when the No. 4 central defender returns to the field after stopping the bleeding, and the defense has become even more solid, and the attack of the Getafe II team has been resolved again and again.

Emiro's face became embarrassed as he found that the professional team he felt proud of had tried their best to break the goal of the amateur team he had always looked down upon.

The cries of the fans on the sidelines to score goals were noticeably weaker, and they must have felt the tenacity of the China City team and were infected.

Damn Chinese, you give me death!

Only by scoring goals, only by breaking through the opponent's goal, and by winning a devastated victory, can you wash away your humiliation.

"Everybody's on me, I'm going to score, I'm going to score!" Exiro exclaimed.

But even if the Getafe II team was attacking like a tide, creating threats again and again, and even the back line was pressed past half the court, the China City team just held the last line of defense and did not let the Getafe II team have a chance to score.

Gao Han stood on the sidelines, his mood was agitated, and his blood was boiling when he saw it.

He never imagined that a one-star defensive card would be able to exert such an amazing effect.

It's unbelievable.

But soon, Gao Han suddenly thought of one more thing.

Entering the coaching system, you can see that the one-star defensive card is working, but the clock is just over two minutes left.

This made Gao Han almost certain that in the past seven minutes or so, Tu Feiyuan's vigorous performance was to rely on the effect of one-star defensive cards to help the team resist the attack of Getafe II.

But what about two minutes later?

Continue to let the other party slaughter?

No, no, absolutely not!

Gao Han focused his attention on the one-star attack card.

The defensive cards are so magical, so the effect of the offensive cards should not be bad.

"Xiao Mu, come here!"

Taking advantage of a dead ball opportunity, Gao Han beckoned and shouted at Xiao Mu, the number nine striker on the court.

Xiao Mu immediately ran to the sidelines out of breath, "Boss." ”

"Don't pull back, stay near the two central defenders of the opposing team. ”

Xiao Mu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't believe it, "Boss, this ......"

Gao Han nodded confidently and resolutely and smiled, "It's time to fight back!"

Seeing Xiao Mu return to the court, Gao Han entered the coaching system.

"Start using the One-Star Attack Card, Target: Nine. ”

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"Whew, it's so tenacious!

On the sidelines, the freckled boy clutched his chest and shook his head in shock.

"I was familiar with Fuenlavrada's team, but I never knew that China City were so strong, especially in defence, because they lost 8-0 in an amateur game just a month ago. ”

The Mediterranean man was taken aback, "Really?"

"Well, I didn't watch that game, but my friend watched it, and the opponent was also weak, but the China City team was even weaker, and it was also one-sided on the field, and there was no way to fight back. ”

Hearing the freckled boy's words, the Mediterranean man couldn't help but look at Gao Han who was standing on the sidelines again.

A month, no, it should be said, only a little more than three weeks, to be able to tune such a team?

It's quite rare to beat a local amateur team in Madrid in the first round, and it's a miracle that they are still playing like this with Getafe II!

"This Chinese is a little interesting!" the Mediterranean man said with a smile pointing at Gao Han.

The freckled boy noticed and nodded, he remembered.

"Javier, do you think Chinatown has a chance of winning?"

Javier, a Mediterranean man, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although I admire their tenacity, but ...... They still have no chance of winning. ”

"Why?" asked the freckled boy.

Listening to his tone, it seems that the originally neutral attitude has quietly leaned towards the China City team.

"The Chinese city team has already played at a super level, I'm afraid it won't last long, and when they can't hold on, Getafe II will break through their goal, and when the time comes...... Huh......"

Before Javier could finish speaking, he saw a sudden change of situation on the court.

An attack by Getafe II just entered the big penalty area of the China City team, but was immediately intercepted by the No. 3 central defender of the China City team.

I saw that the tall and muscular central defender intercepted the ball, and without thinking, he kicked forward with a big kick.

Unlike the previous clearance, which could only pass the ball to the halfway line, this time it was more powerful and landed further back, and it actually crossed the halfway line and passed to the Getafe II team's half.

Getafe II attacked in a hurry, and the entire defense line pressed through the half, and at this time, there was only one goalkeeper in their own half.

What's even worse is that I don't know when it started, the No. 9 striker of the China City team has quietly started, sprinting forward at a fast speed, and going straight to the ball.

"Oh my God, what a chance!" said Javier.

The fans around him also exclaimed, and many people gasped.

If you catch this ball, it's a single knife!

Gao Han on the sidelines also rushed out excitedly and shouted: "Good job, Xiao Mu, catch him, catch him!"

"Damn it, stop him, stop him!" Exiro roared angrily.

The ball was in mid-air, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience, and it slowly fell.

The goalkeeper of the Getafe II team was already standing at the front of the penalty area, and at this time he made a decisive attack and went straight to the spot where the ball landed.

Striker Xiao Mu is not tall, and the advantage is that he is very fast, but physical fitness has never been his strong point.

Played almost half of the game before, although he is a striker, he often retreats to help the team defend, running back and forth, the physical consumption is very serious, and the two legs are like being filled with lead, not to mention sprinting, jogging is a problem.

But I don't know why, now, when he sees the ball flying towards him, he can't let go of the opportunity that everyone in the team has won so hard, especially when he sees the opponent's goalkeeper rushing up, the whole person seems to go crazy.

He found that his originally heavy breathing became lighter, his heavy legs became lighter, and he sprinted, and the speed was even faster than usual, and even his originally somewhat confused brain became unusually clear and unusually bright at this time.

Finally, he jumped high before the opposing goalkeeper.

The ball fell, landed on top of his head, thud, and bounced forward.

After the goalkeeper rushed out of the penalty area, he couldn't use his hands, so the rebound of the ball just happened to pass the goalkeeper and fell behind him.

Xiao Mu was exhausted and stumbled slightly when he landed, but he quickly stabilized his figure and rushed forward quickly.

The ball slowly fell to the ground, but it seemed to fall on the hearts of everyone on the scene.

"Score!" Gao Han roared excitedly.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and looked inside the arena.

I saw that Xiao Mu finally caught up with the ball that slowed down after landing, and went forward, caught up, and went again......

This guy was afraid that he would shoot crookedly, so he took the ball directly over the goal line of the Getafe II team.

"Beep !!!!!!"

The referee's whistle for a goal is sounded the moment the ball crosses the goal line!

It's a goal!

Finally scored!!

"Yay, yes!!"

Gao Han was so excited that he ran wildly along the sideline of the court, roaring incessantly.

He was so excited, so excited!

In the stadium, Xiao Mu was stunned in disbelief after scoring the goal, and then the whole person turned around, rushed out of the court with crazy shouts, rushed all the way to Gao Han's side, and firmly hugged the head coach who was younger than himself.

Not only him, but all the players of the China City team also rushed up and surrounded Gao Han.

Scored!

They actually broke the goal of a professional team!

Oh my God, it's like a dream!

A month ago, they were slaughtered by an amateur team, but a month later, they were able to break through the goals of the professional teams, which is nothing short of a miracle!

And the one who led them to create this miracle was him, Gao Han!

At the moment when the China City team celebrated the goal, applause began to burst into applause on the sidelines, and it grew louder and louder.

"Well done, Chinese!"

"It's a beautiful way in!"

"You guys are so tenacious and deserve this goal!"

"Keep it up, Chinatown!"

"From now on, I support you!"

Only Emiro, who was standing on the sidelines, had a very hard face, he was already completely enraged!

His team was beaten by an amateur team?

It's a shame, a complete shame!

A victory can't wash away his shame!

Only a bloodbath, only the blood created by the mad slaughter, can wash away his shame!

Gao Han also quickly came back to his senses, and immediately realized that the game was not over yet.

Especially when he saw Emiro's furious appearance, he couldn't help but have a bold thought in his heart.

"Brothers, let's score another goal!"