“GOOOOOOOOOO——OL!!! Two to zero! McDonald, our McDonald shoots hard! 2-0, we're ahead of Arsenal, we're ahead of Arsenal!! ”

"Go to Thamad Arsenal! Go to the Tamad Youth Army, we are Burnley, Burnley!! ”

"Burnley!"

"Burnley!"

"Burnley!"

…

Turf Moore Stadium, home of fifth-placed Burnley in the Championship.

The crimson flag was raised, and more than 20,000 Burnley fans chanted their names, and pride and excitement permeated the stadium.

Owen Coyle, a rookie who has just been a coach for more than a year, waved his arms frantically the moment his team member McDonald scored, "Well done, well done, boys!" ”

Without him, it's just because his team members are so powerful.

2-0, Burnley led Arsenal by two goals, although the opponent sent most of the substitutes, but the score is the score, and there is no need to find any reason.

In another 30 minutes, as long as they hold on for 30 minutes, their team will be able to qualify for the last four of the League Cup.

And it's also Chelsea and Arsenal, and it's exciting to think about.

Coyle couldn't wait for the game to be over, pacing back and forth on the sidelines anxiously.

Compared with Coyle's agitated restlessness, Wenger is much more 'calm', without any expression on his face, just a big wave of his hand and substitution.

Seeing such a poor performance from his team, Wenger was actually so angry that he couldn't speak.

Randal, Rodgers and Merida were replaced in succession, and Ramsey, Diaby and Xiang Hao were replaced.

"Hao, after you get on the field, you hand it over to you in the midfield, I want to see you show your control over them on the training field, I want to see what you said at half-time."

Wenger said with a cold face, his gaze extremely stern.

If it weren't for Theo Walcott and Van Persie, who hadn't brought, Wenger would have definitely replaced Bendtner and Vela with just one shot, and the two of them missed four.

How Wenger is not angry, looking at their performance so formless, Wenger can think of the last player they are all 'afraid of', this person is Xiang Hao.

"I understand."

Looking at Wenger's rare sternness, Xiang Hao didn't dare to laugh anymore, but nodded solemnly.

He high-fived Merida, and immediately rushed to the field, very anxious.

In this game, Xiang Hao was more anxious than any other Arsenal player.

Very simply, this event, in Xiang Hao's opinion, is the most promising event to win the championship this season.

Xiang Hao definitely doesn't want his team to miss it, although Xiang Hao has a big heart, but the current team's serious lack of strength is a reality.

All Xiang Hao can think of is to practice step by step.

Even if it is an opponent in the Championship, Xiang Hao cannot let it go.

Seeing the team fall behind by one goal in the first half, and his teammates missed opportunities one after another, Xiang Hao was already anxious.

That's why he took the initiative to ask Wenger privately at half-time and told Wenger that he wanted to get the chance to play in the second half.

This is also why Wenger has such a tone, he wants Xiang Hao to reverse this game.

"That—"

And Bendtner saw his boss playing, and he was a little embarrassed to disturb his head, and he didn't dare to look at Xiang Hao's gaze.

After all, when he knew that he was starting, he was very confident and said that he could score a hat trick.

Now that it's messed up, Bendtner is naturally speechless, "Boss, I'm just bad,"

"Alright, damn it, you'll let me see you miss your chance later, and see how I clean you up."

Xiang Hao didn't have time to listen to his defense, time was running out, it was better to use threats directly.

Bendtner saw his boss clenching his fists, his head shrunk, and he didn't dare to speak more, nodding vigorously, "Mmmmmmmmmm ”

The boss's fist, Bendtner understands it very well, and when he pretended to be a big-tailed wolf in those years, he was not beaten less.

Xiang Hao was angry, he was naturally very well-behaved.

"Don't worry, with you, I won't concede any more balls, you just have to pass."

Xiang Hao hadn't looked at Bella yet, and the Mexican nodded confidently.

With Xiang Hao or Cesc Fabregas in the midfield command, Vela can run with confidence, without being afraid of his teammates' passes, he is offside, and the running position is more casual, and he naturally has the confidence to play out.

This is the style of South American football, especially the players who play by their own spirituality, good is good, once the slightest deviation, the state is very fluctuating.

Vela is absolutely not at the level of Ronaldo and Ronaldinho, so the ups and downs of his state are particularly obvious on the field.

But it got better, and it was very fast, so he dared to say such a thing.

'Aaron, Abu, we must not give them a chance to pass through the midfield, the rest of the time must be ours.'

After prompting the teammates on the field, Xiang Hao immediately came over to unify the thoughts of the two players who came up together.

"Hmmm" "Hmm"

Ramsey and Diaby nodded, knowing what to do next.

With three Arsenal substitutions underway, the game resumed.

Arsenal's midfield became Bendtner, Bella, Ramsey, Xiang Hao, Diaby and Wilshere.

Burnley, on the other hand, continued their starting line-up and remained unchanged.

The team is in perfect shape now, and Koyle doesn't want to change, as long as it drags on until 70 minutes later.

When the time comes, send two players who are well defended, and you can drag the game to death, so that it will be enough.

With this mentality, Coyle let the game go on, without the slightest adjustment, and still played the same rhythm.

Soon, though, Burnley found that their old rhythm was no longer playing as they couldn't get the ball in midfield.

Steals, steals, steals, steals, steals, steals!!

As soon as Xiang Hao and the others came up, they immediately launched a fierce attack, and Burnley naturally did not let Arsenal smooth momentum, tenacious defense, and resisted Arsenal's attack.

However, Xiang Hao, Ramsey and Diaby combined to make five tackles, completely suppressing Burnley's newly rising counter-attack.

In this way, Xiang Hao and others came on the field and directly announced that the game had entered the rhythm of Arsenal.

ribs, a perfect rib fit.

Arsenal's most brilliant rib attack was played, with a crisp but deadly rib penetration at the Turf Moore Stadium.

In the sixty-fifth minute of the game, this penetration finally exerted its maximum power.

The little threat that almost disappeared today finally appeared in the camera.

Bridging, bridging...

The skinny little threat revolves around the tall Xiang Hao, constantly making a fuss.

Xiang Hao and Wilshere began to tear from the side, step by step, until the middle, and with three consecutive foot-to-foot passes, they completely tore apart Burnley's entire defense.

Wilshere immediately followed the final pass and slotted straight into the right side of the Burnley penalty area.

At this moment, Burnley's central defender No. 5 Carlisle had to follow.

And at the moment when Carlisle started, Bella, who was ambushed next to Burnley's other defender No. 6 Caldwell, decisively inserted.

"Smack!"

At that moment, Xiang Hao, who was at the top of the arc of the big forbidden area, looked at Wilshere, but stuffed a slash with the outside instep.

"Offside, offside!"

Caldwell raised his arms and shouted loudly, his head turning frequently between the linesman and the referee.

But none of this was of any use to Bella, who could no longer hear the whistle.

As he said to Xiang Hao, as long as Xiang Hao uploads, he trusts Xiang Hao unconditionally.

So this ball, no one can make the reassuring and bold Bella move disjointed, a long-range push.

The ball slipped under the armpit of Burnley's goalkeeper No.12 Jensen and sent a white wave.

“GOOOOOOO——OL！！！ Carlos, Carlos pulled a goal back for us, Hao, Hao's assist! You can't stop us, reversal, reversal is ahead!! ”

Luke, who had been depressed for almost the whole game, could finally shout loudly, and Turf Moore Field was attacked for the first time.

"Great, Carlos, well done!"

"Phew, it's not over yet. It's not over yet, Lankai people, don't get complacent too soon! ”

"We're going to advance, we're going to be promoted!"

…

More than 300 Arsenal fans who came with the team finally got their long-awaited heat in the cold wind.

The moment the ball rolled into the goal, all the Arsenal fans jumped up, their blood welling up in their hearts, shouting with the biggest decibel of their desire to advance.

At this time, the Burnley fans were shouting "offside!" "Offside!" "Offside!" , trying to put pressure on referee Foy, who ruled that Arsenal's goal was invalid.

And Burnley's players are also protesting to Foy, thinking that at the moment when Xiang Hao passed the ball, Vela was already offside.

However, it was clear that their protest was not agreed to by Foy, and after confirming it to the linesman, Foy resolutely pointed to the centre circle to signal that the goal was valid.

"Shhh

"you Made!" "Damn Londoners!" "Black Whistle!" …

And this gesture immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of Burnley fans, and the boos and shouts were unusually harsh.

"Hehe, what's the matter, I said you pass the ball, and I won't lose it."

And in the face of the boos in the sky, Bella scratched the tip of her nose with her thumb and fingers, and smacked at Xiang Hao quite proudly.

"Alright, guys, we're one goal away, come on."

Xiang Hao nodded, expressing his approval of him, but soon his face turned solemn and serious, raising the attention of his teammates.

"Understood!"

"We know!"

"Chase it back!"

…

Arsenal's players relied on this morale and expressed their confidence one after another.

Now there are more than 20 minutes left in the game, counting stoppage time, nearly 30 minutes of play, and they will naturally not give up.

This is the heart, on the court, if the heart is there, all kinds of possibilities exist.

On the other hand, Burnley are a little frustrated, obviously not waking up from Arsenal's goal just now, even their coach Coyle.