As the clock ticked into the 80 minutes, Denmark's attack was still aggressive, with every Dane player running and wanting to score an equaliser.

In the first defeat, they did not accept the result.

It's just that after the Chinese team chose to defend, the dense defense made Denmark's head swell, and they couldn't find a good opportunity.

Every attack is accompanied by a frantic counterattack by the Chinese defenders.

There is still a gap between Chinese and Danish players, but it is not so big that it completely upsets the balance.

Therefore, it can be compensated for by numbers, and the crowd tactics are simple and crude, but the effect is very good.

Denmark want to score, but China won't let them score.

Again, the game became a stalemate.

"Denmark's offensive intensity is very strong, the Chinese team can't make any mistakes, once there is a mistake, Denmark will never let go of this opportunity."

Duan Xuan said with a solemn face.

He was almost out of breath when he watched this game.

Although the game was not fierce and there was no passion for attacking, it was the Chinese team that was in the game, representing the honor of China, and they were naturally extremely nervous.

"Yile is also starting to work hard!"

Sun Jihai suddenly sighed.

Hearing this, everyone looked over, only to see Yi Le running wildly, frantically encircling and intercepting, they didn't know Yi Le's running data, but he was definitely the player who ran the most since the first round of the group stage.

And it's not just as simple as running, Yile is engaged in fierce physical confrontation at any time, and his tackling ability is not good, so he can only make up for it in a brutal way.

Yile's gorgeous style of play is gone, and some are just desperate runs and body collisions again and again.

The French commentary station is also broadcasting the game.

The French commentator Mitches looked at Yi Le's blind running and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Now, no one can help him!" ”

The same is true for Parisian fans, who are still their favorite kings of Paris in the absence of national level confrontations.

And their king was now exhausted and embarrassed, which was not at all like Yile.

When he was in Paris, he had Kante, Rabiot, Neymar, and Mbappe by his side, but now looking at it, Yile can only fight alone, and his teammates can't help him!

......

In the field, Yile chased from the left half to the right half, and the running distance was exaggerated, and it was the kind of non-stop speed running.

If it was someone else, he would have been tired by this time, but Yi Le was still able to persevere, but it was also a great drain on his physical energy.

Knock knock!!

Yi Le propped his knees and gasped for breath.

The heart was beating wildly, the respiratory tract was scorching with pain, and the legs were as heavy as lead.

He knew he was about to reach his limit.

Yile constantly takes deep breaths, adjusts his heart rate, and looks up at the time.

89 minutes.

There are four minutes left, and they only need to defend for four minutes for them to win.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi also looked up at the time.

Four minutes!

Zheng Zhi frowned, although it was four minutes, it was extremely simple for the Chinese team at this time.

No one can guarantee that they will be able to hold out for four minutes.

Even Zheng Zhi didn't have this confidence in his heart.

But even so, you can't give up, you can't make mistakes!

Zheng Zhigang wanted to remind his teammates around him, but suddenly his pupils shrank.

......

Denmark suddenly began to play on the right again.

Poulsen and Jorgensen switched positions, the big man Poulsen went straight into the middle, and Jorgensen broke through on the wing.

The intention of this change of position is obvious, Denmark are going to fight in the air, relying on Poulsen's height advantage, they want to put the last bet on Poulsen.

Denmark began to make frequent crosses, and Poulsen jumped frequently with Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng.

Under the physical exertion, this beating consumes the little physical strength left even more violently.

Every time, Zhang Linpeng and Feng Xiaoting were biting and jumping, and they couldn't even hang up several times.

Poulsen, on the other hand, was much more relaxed, his jump height was not very high, and he didn't use his full strength.

He's going to have to find good opportunities to get off the ground at the most crucial moments.

While Poulson was running, he observed Feng Xiaoting beside him, and he saw Feng Xiaoting's movements becoming slow, which made him secretly say: Here's the opportunity!

Poulsen decisively raised his hand for the ball.

Jorgensen saw the scene and after pulling the ball cross, a cross was crossed.

Unlike before, the height of this ball is very high.

Poulson, Feng Xiaoting, and Zhang Linpeng are all stuck in position, ready to jump.

All three were looking for the best starting point.

They looked up at the ball and counted silently.

Three!

Two!

One!

Jump up!!

Just about to jump, Feng Xiaoting's face suddenly changed, his whole body sank, and he couldn't complete the jumping action in the case of half-squatting, but sat down straight.

"Oops! Feng Xiaoting couldn't jump! ”

The narrator shouted worriedly.

Poulson saw this scene and felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Zhang Linpeng's face has also changed dramatically, and the current situation is very bad, from Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng's bag to heads-up.

And Zhang Linpeng faced the 190-big Poulsen, and had no advantage in the air battle.

What to do?

Zhang Linpeng made a decision between the electric and flint.

I saw his entire upper body complete the rotation in the air, raising his elbows and knocking horizontally.

The force was not great, but Poulsen let out a scream.

Yes~~~~~~!!

"Foul!! Penalty kick!! ”

The Danish fans at the scene shouted loudly.

And the referee also ran over quickly, and he showed a yellow card to the silent Zhang Linpeng.

In fact, this action is likely to receive a red card, but the referee showed mercy.

"Zhang Linpeng has committed a foul!"

It was quiet in the commentary booth.

All three of them knew one thing, Zhang Linpeng's foul had no choice, either to be scored or penalized.

In terms of opportunistic theory, the latter is clearly a little better.

And Zhang Linpeng chose to sacrifice herself to save a glimmer of opportunity.

"He's pushed to the limit." Sun Jihai also frowned and said.

Now the question comes again to the Chinese team, whether they can save this penalty.

......

Goalkeeper Yan Junling stepped forward and patted Zhang Linpeng on the shoulder, and then silently returned to the goal.

The other team members, including Yi Le, went over to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him.

In fact, they understand that Zhang Linpeng really tried her best.

Everyone came to the penalty line, and now they had no choice but to believe that Yan Junling could save the penalty.

The Danish side negotiated and finally sent Eriksen to take the penalty.

Seeing Erikson step forward, Yi Le thought about it, he ran straight in the direction of Yan Junling, and then said something in his ear.

It wasn't until Yi Le came back that Hao Junmin asked with a puzzled expression, "What did you tell him?" ”

"I said, come on!"

Hao Junmin: "??? ”

"He's putting pressure on Eriksen!" Zheng Zhi got to the point.

Yi Le suppressed Eriksen throughout the game, which was a nightmare in itself, and at the crucial moment, Yi Le ran to the goalkeeper and whispered in his ear.

These moves would confuse Eriksen's train of thought and put pressure on him in a redirective manner.

Yi Le didn't know if these small actions were useful, but at least he could be more sure.

Unbeknownst to Yile, Erickson was completely messy at this point.

When he saw Yi Le, his heart sank, and then his head was full of a thought.

What did Yi say to the goalkeeper?!!

How should I kick this ball?

Eriksen was good at pushing into the bottom left corner, but Yile's move made him afraid to kick this angle.

Yile until Eriksen's area of expertise, this guy definitely told the Chinese goalkeeper about it.

Eriksen decided to switch gears.

He looked at the goal, Yan Junling had already begun to cross left and right, swinging his hands up and down, and he couldn't judge the goalkeeper's thoughts at all.

FXXK！！

Eriksen decided not to look at the goalkeeper, out of sight and out of mind.

With a whistle.

Eriksen began to run, and suddenly he saw Yan Junling take a slight stride to the left, and Eriksen's eyes lit up.

Lao Tzu knows!

He raised his leg high, then slowly lowered it, rubbing his feet.

A spoon penalty!

It's just that the next second he was completely stunned.

Yan Junling's side-pounce action suffocated suddenly, and his body suddenly pulled back, just waiting for the ball quietly.

And then.... Hold the ball in your arms.

"Yan Junling !!!!!"

"Hugged !!"

The three commentators shouted excitedly, and the feeling of escaping death made their adrenaline rush wild.

And in the stands, the Chinese fans also cheered.

The Danish fans were holding their heads in disbelief.

This was the last chance, and they didn't take it!

Eriksen conceded a penalty!

What a déjà vu it is.

In the first round of the group stage of the World Cup, Argentina vs Iceland, Messi also failed to kick a spoon, and now the same is true for Eriksen.

In this World Cup, a spoon penalty doesn't seem to be a good choice!