Chapter 631: Fighting Russia (3)

After the goal, in the shouts of the fans in the stadium, the Russian players were like taking medicine, and the attack came in one after another. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Li Guo knew that this was short-lived, and it was estimated that it would only be a few minutes, and it was all adrenaline, but the problem was that the Chinese team had to withstand it and couldn't concede the goal, otherwise it would be difficult.

Russia's powerful midfielder Neustadt rushed forward with the ball, and Fangso was defending, and this time Fangso was cautious and couldn't eat his cards early.

Neustadt paused for a moment and split the ball, but the players on the flanks were still the same as before, and the cross was found by Dzyuba.

Jiuba in the penalty area headed a header, and the ball was saved by Wang Dalei from the bottom line, and the whole field was violent again.

"Russia."

"Russia."

"Russia."

The shirtless Russian man in the stands waved his arms, and the camera turned to Li Guo again, at this time Li Guo was expressionless, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's always been difficult to play away," Li Guo thought, but this was not an excuse, Li Guo raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"It stands to reason that this wave of attacks should be slowed down."

Li Guo is familiar with the laws of movement, and there will be an approximate scale for how long a wave of offense can play, after all, the gap between people and people before is not so big, no matter how fast Bolt runs 100 meters, it is only a few seconds faster than ordinary people.

In the end, Fang Suo still fouled, which was a tactical foul, which not only blocked the opponent's attack, but also gave his own players a sigh of relief, and more importantly, it was also to extinguish the madness of Russia.

Clattenburg is also an old friend of Fonso in the Premier League, he didn't play a card, but ran over to warn Fonso.

Fang Suo nodded with a smile, and understood in his heart that the referee was merciful that the ball did not receive a yellow card.

Capello felt a pang in his heart, this time the foul was delayed for at least a minute, although he got a free kick opportunity in front, but the gain outweighed the loss.

Although the ball is in a good position, the distance is a bit far, almost 30 meters away from the goal, and it can only be heavy bombardment.

This kind of ball is to penetrate the human wall, so the wall demolition tactic is particularly important.

Standing in front of the ball on the Russian side are the two Bundesliga irons - Ignashevic and Neustadt.

Both of these have a record of scoring with heavy artillery in the Bundesliga, so the Chinese team is also waiting for it.

What made the Chinese team even more unhappy was the Russians' wall-to-wall demolition tactics, at this time Dyuba was already stuck in the Chinese team's human wall, which of course couldn't be done anyway.

Mu Fei pushed Jiuba, "Get out!" ā€

Unexpectedly, Jiuba was pushed so gently by Mu Fei, and King Kong suddenly turned into Lin Daiyu and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Damn, you dare to pretend to me, you stupid big guy."

Clattenberg was also happy, this is indeed a bit fake, just take a look at Mu Fei and Jiuba's figures.

"Referee, he pushed me, red card."

"Red Nima is a card," Mu Fei said directly in Chinese.

"Referee, he scolded me in Chinese."

"Do you know Chinese?"

Gyuba shook his head.

"Then how do you know I'm scolding you."

Poof, Clattenberg laughed, "You two don't make a fuss. ā€

"Okay," Mu Fei answered first, and then stood in his position with a swish, Jiuba was stunned for a moment, unconvinced, he didn't succeed in demolishing the wall, and he didn't succeed in framing the opponent, he fell once in vain, is it because his acting skills are not good?

The Chinese team lined up the human wall and was not squeezed into the human wall by the Russian players, but Russia did not give up, and two people stood on both sides of the human wall of the Chinese team, which was also to tear down the wall, and the preparation was to be hidden.

Wang Dalei stood on the other side of the human wall, sealing the angle at the far end, and it was estimated that the ball would come from this side.

After the Russian penalty players discussed, Neustadt was the only one left standing in front of the ball.

The referee's whistle blows, Neustadt starts to run, the flying cat camera follows behind Neustadt, and when Neustadt shoots, the slow motion shows that the ball turns into an olive, obviously with great power.

The ball flew out with a whistling, and sure enough, it flew towards the Russian player who demolished the wall, and Shatov instantly fell to the ground and gave way to the ball.

The ball speed was too fast, and when it appeared in front of Wang Dalei's eyes, Wang Dalei didn't have time to make a move, and the ball slammed into Wang Dalei's face.

Hurt!

It hurts!

Because he was unprepared, Wang Dalei was like a heavy punch, and suddenly fell unconscious, and Cech's tragedy seemed to be repeated.

Zhou Dun hurriedly called the team doctor, and Clattenburg also stopped the game, and everyone's hearts were tight, and the situation seemed to be not good.

Li didn't care about Wang Dalei when he came over, but asked Yan Junling to get up first to warm up.

Liu Jianhong was also anxious, recalling the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, when a Nigerian player was hit by a flying ball and broke the bone in his arm.

After the game, it was estimated that being hit by a ball flying at full speed was no less than being hit by a swinging baseball stick.

"I hope Da Lei is safe," Liu Jianhong muttered to himself, but a few minutes later, the Chinese team still made a substitution, Yan Junling came on the field, and Wang Dalei was carried off the court on a stretcher.

Li Guo only knew that Wang Dalei got into the ambulance directly, and he didn't ask much about the others, for fear of messing up the morale of the army, and the most important thing now was the game in front of him.

After 10 minutes of calm, the Russian players' enthusiasm was exhausted, and the Chinese team regained control of the game.

Zhou Dun was observing when he got the ball, the two defensive lines of the Russian midfield were very well organized, worthy of being trained by the Italian coach, at this moment, Zhou Dun saw Chen Green asking for the ball, Zhou Dun frowned.

"It's useless for me to pass over," Zhou Dun thought to himself, because Chen Green didn't have a chance to run at all, and at this time, he would either be kicked or surrounded by the ball.

But after thinking about it, Zhou Dun still knows Chen Green very well, this guy is a very smart kind of player, since he is asking for the ball, then he must have found an opportunity, but he didn't see it.

With a straight push, Zhou Dun passed the ball forward, and while the ball rolled towards Zhou Dun, Russia's two defenses were tightening like the jaws of a vise.

Just when everyone thought that the Chinese team failed to pass the ball, they saw that the ball leaked under Chen Green's crotch and rolled over.

And it was this simple action that the two lines of defense of Russia were instantly rendered useless, and the reflex waves on the side were quickly inserted.

The Chinese team has formed a single knife! This is the OS in the hearts of everyone present, Akinfeev attacked quickly, in the past, Qu Bo would always be unconfident when he encountered this situation, but this time Qu Bo was much more stable, and he made up his mind - to get past Akinfeev.

But Akinfeev is also a ruthless character, keeping his eyes on the ball at Qu Bo's feet.