"Attack! Now we're going to go all out! Zhuo Cunzhi shouted to his teammates.

"But our defense is ......" Bernd was a little worried, after all, Aachen had conceded two goals in a row in the last five minutes.

'It was just our bad luck, they didn't score for the first 70 minutes, did they let us?' As he spoke, Zhuo Cunzhi shrugged his shoulders.

Thinking back to the situation in the first 70 minutes, the pressure on several players was suddenly much less.

Especially Manuel and Benaglio, who made mistakes, urgently need a reasonable excuse to cover up their ugliness.

Seeing that the morale of his teammates had risen, Zhuo Cunzhi secretly signaled to Bernd to stop talking.

Bernd didn't understand what Zhuo Cunzhi meant, but out of trust, he still didn't say much, but the worry in his heart was heavier.

Zhuo Cunzhi didn't know what he was thinking, although he was really younger than Bernd, and he was also quite a young player in the entire Bundesliga.

But after absorbing so many player cards, Zhuo Cunzhi's experience has been enriched a lot.

This experience has helped Zhuo Cunzhi, not only to help him handle the ball more reasonably, but also to help him handle off-field affairs more sophisticatedly.

Right now, for example, Aachen is at a very dangerous and critical time.

Having just conceded two goals in a row, the defender will surely have self-doubt and self-denial.

Aachen's main squad is too young people, and it is difficult to be pampered and not surprised, at this time can only comfort them and only boost morale.

Bernd was right, the team conceded two goals in a row, and there must have been a problem defensively.

But many times, lies work better than the truth.

At least, after half-believing and half-pushing and half-accepting Zhuo Cunzhi's statement, Aachen's overall morale rose, and everyone understood the next goal - to attack with all their might.

If Bernd is allowed to finish his words just now, it will definitely make some people worried, and when some players want to stabilize the defense first, and the other side wants to strengthen the attack, the whole team will definitely be disjointed.

If the team can't work together, it's just a loss of people.

Not to mention that it is difficult to boost morale by strengthening the defense, and now the morale is strong and I am weak, and more importantly, time is running out!

Seventy minutes earlier, Aachen and Stuttgart had exchanged scores, and if they wanted to equalize or even overtake the score in the next incident, they could not waste another minute and a half.

Bernd doesn't know this, as a defender of the team, he still thinks more about the team's defense.

In Zhuo Cunzhi's view, Bernd is less domineering as the captain of the team.

But Zhuo Cunzhi can't say this directly to Bernd.

Although I don't know what Bernd thinks of him, in Zhuo Cunzhi's own opinion, the relationship between the two of them can only be regarded as average, at best good.

Boldly going up and telling him these lessons, even if justified, would be considered provocation.

Zhuo Cunzhi didn't expect Bernd to understand his thoughts, only hoped that he could do what he said.

After all......

Zhuo Cunzhi glanced at his coach's seat, where Hahe was standing, pacing back and forth.

His eyes did not look at the players, not even the pitch, but with his head down at the ground, as if thinking about philosophy.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Cunzhi knew that he couldn't be counted on, and he could only arrange the overall tactics for the next step.

Offensively, Arne and Bernd will need to be plugged in frequently to help attack.

Arne went to help Ribery break through the Hinkel defence, while Bernd had to take on the role of a part of the centre-forward, giving Joao more chances to get rid of Mela.

However, the two defensive giants put more energy into attack, and Aachen's defence is sure to have problems.

"Then foul!"

On the other side, Stuttgart scored two goals in a row in just five minutes to overtake the score, and morale was suddenly high.

Especially Ghanea, who scored two goals, is even more self-confident.

He was obviously a substitute for Stuttgart, and today he felt like he was in good shape!

Hat-trick!

Seeing Aachen's defensive line, Ganea's eyes were red.

A hat-trick is the pursuit of every striker!

If he can score a hat-trick in the Bundesliga, Canea feels like he has no regrets in his career!

Before Ganea could finish his mind, he noticed that Hleb had passed him a good ball again.

Hleb actually knows how to pass the ball?

Before Ganea could finish thinking about this question, which was more difficult than philosophy, years of experience in the game had already told him where the ball would land.

Overjoyed, Ganea put the question he had just thought about behind on the spot.

Seeing himself getting closer and closer to the ball, his thoughts are getting farther and farther away.

If he scores a hat-trick, will he become a mainstay for Stuttgart from then on?

If Stuttgart performs well, will he become a star in the Bundesliga?

If Bayern wants to buy him, should he go? But Stuttgart discovered him and was kind to him!

Before Ganea finished struggling, he found that he didn't have to tangle anymore.

Manuel didn't know when he ran next to him.

Without waiting for him to react, he stretched out the groping pig directly to him. Hand.

Ganea fell directly to the ground, with a hint of inexplicability on her face.

Although he was in a hat-trick just now, in fact, the chances of this goal were not very good, and even if he grabbed the ball, it was far from the goal.

So, is it necessary to commit a direct foul?

Before Ganea could get up, the referee had already run over and signaled for Manuel to foul.

In response, Manuel shrugged his shoulders indifferently and pulled Ganea up "amicably".

Ganea subconsciously caught his hand, and the next moment he felt a huge force almost crush his bones.

"If you dare to cross here, I will abolish you!" Where the referee couldn't see it, Manuel's expression was hideous.

Ganea, who had never seen such a scene, was stunned, and only felt a chill running from head to foot.

Not only Manuel, but every defender in Aachen was watching him and his legs with extremely fierce eyes.

Garnea, who has already scored two goals, is the least welcome player in Aachen at this moment.

At least for the moment, Aachen was dealing with him almost with the attitude of a superstar.

Ganea, who had never been treated like this, suddenly felt a little weak at this time.

If anyone can know his mental activity, it will be clear that the gap between Ganea and the star is not a huge gap in technology, but a lack of a fearless heart!

Not only Ganea, but also players who have performed well such as Hleb and Kuranyi have also been "warned" by the Aachen players.

After five minutes, Aachen had committed five fouls, including a yellow card.

Henry, who got this topaz card, became a lot more honest at once, but the other players in Aachen did not have the slightest idea of mercy, and for a while, the game became intermittent due to fouls.

The Stuttgart players turned blue with anger and were eager to accuse Aachen of such unsportsmanlike practices.

But words have always been powerless on the battlefield, and now they are the battlefield!

No matter how angry Stuttgart's players were, their offensive had been halted and their morale was slowly being worn out.

Aachen, meanwhile, is thriving in attack.

Bernd had concerns, and with the fact that the central defense was too strong, he and Joao were not able to make much of a splash.

However, the left side of Arne and Ribery, and the right side of Zhuo Cunzhi, created good chances to score one after another.

For a while, Stuttgart's defense was exhausted.

In the eighty-first minute, it was Ribery again, leaning sideways against Schinkel and giving up the ball to Arne with a backheel.

Arne was overjoyed and cut straight inside to break through the gate.

Mela, who rushed over, couldn't catch up and could only reach out to pull him.

Arne fell to the ground and Mela was shown a yellow card, plus a free-kick.

Zhuo Cunzhi stood at the penalty spot and looked at Hildebrand with ease, which contrasted sharply with Hildebrand's solemn expression.

Recalling Zhuo Cunzhi's information, Hildebrand suddenly discovered that Zhuo Cunzhi's free kicks are also in a variety of ways, and the more important thing is the balance of the left and right feet.

As long as there is a hole in the line of defense he has arranged, he will almost certainly be caught!

What's even more troublesome is that this goal is twenty-nine meters away from the goal, which is the distance that Zhuo Cunzhi is best at!

Unfortunately, the result was just as Hildebrand expected, just as he guessed Zhuo Cunzhi's thoughts, Zhuo Cunzhi had already curled the ball, directly around the human wall, and attacked the near corner.

Standing in the far corner, Hildebrand didn't expect that his five-man wall still failed to block the angle of Zhuo Cunzhi's free kick, so he could only stand on the other side of the gate and watch the ball fly into the goal.