Chapter 1239: Rest and Recuperation in the Silent Night (16)

"Touchdown!-" The referee announced, and Albert claimed a precious six points for the Sphinx, and the score went from 21:35 to 27:35, with the Guinean Giants still in the lead.

"Well done!" "What a Sandstorm King!" "Just keep going with this momentum!" The group of orc teammates came up to cheer Albert on.

"Hey, hey, hey," the tiger scratched his head triumphantly. However, he saw a hint of unease in Captain Shilomah's face.

"What's wrong?" "I was going to give you a little more time to touch down again, so that Philios could heal in time for his injuries. Shiloma glanced unhappily in the direction of the common room, "I'm afraid it's too late now." In the next round, when it was our turn to defend, we had to fight without Philaeos. "I—I can also take the place of Uncle Feleos. "Albert had seen Philios' powerful grappling and thought he could do it.

"You want to join the defense? Forget it" Shiloma frowned: "American football is the most violent and injury-prone sport in the world, do you think we have prepared two completely different teams to attack and defend for fun? I hurt myself because I participated in the defense, but the gain outweighed the loss. "But" "Let this kid try, Shilomah." You have to try everything. "A big player came over and said that the strongest man on the Tigers' team, playing as the center of the offensive and defensive line, gave a very reliable feeling.

"Gusta. Tiger man Shiloma glared at the center: "This is my customized tactic, I really don't want anyone to intervene." "But in Feleos' absence, we really can't stop the Giants. Gusta retorted, "Their running guards have too long legs and run too fast." Even if we all try to stop it, the guys who can't catch up just can't catch up. Shiloma cupped her cheeks and thought about it, then looked at Albert again. He focused his gaze on the two slender and slightly thin legs of the tiger man young man, and after a long time, he compromised: "Okay, let the little tiger go after the enemy's running guard." But you are not allowed to do what Philaeos did! If you try to grapple with the giants with your physique, your hands will definitely break!" "Then what should I do to meow?" "Pull the corners of their clothes and make them lose their balance and fall to the ground." Shiloma grinned: "That's the only thing you can do!" "What's that?" Isn't that a foul meow?!" The center on the side, Gusta, shook his head and said, "American football is not that kind of sissy sport, and you still play dark American football, and the likes of the corners of the clothes are not fouls at all." A drop of cold sweat broke out from the corner of Albert's forehead: "Ugh. "Then it's decided. Shilomar yelled at the team, "Stinky boys, get up now!!The next bonus game (bonusgame) kicks the ball to score points!" "Kick Meow" Albert stepped back, and there seemed to be no more for him to do.

Captain Shiloma pulled Albert back and explained, "After American football scores a goal, you can play a [bonus game] to grab extra points in front of the opponent's baseline. You can kick the ball into the fork-shaped goal in mid-air, or you can run to the bottom line to score. The kick is only one point, and if you can score two points for a touchdown, it is of course more cost-effective to score a touchdown. "But it's not. Al chimed in, he already understood.

Because the bonus game is close to the enemy's baseline, the opponent's defense range becomes very small, and the human wall becomes extremely dense as a result. Especially now they are facing this [Guinea Giants], eleven giants who are already huge in physique, densely lined up in front of the bottom line, and the human wall built can't even fly over.

No. If the Sphinx had tried their best to squeeze out a space and let Albert get through the gap, they might have been able to barely break through the wall. But the risk of injury is extremely high, and Shiloma is reluctant to let his players take that risk. Fereos couldn't play in the rest of the defense, and their situation was already unfavorable.

The result is a kick to score. The Sphinx kicker struck with all his might and sent the ball straight to the opposing goal!

However, unfortunately, the Giants player took a leap and slapped the soccer ball with his hand! The trajectory of the soccer ball changed and flew diagonally off the edge of the post!

Shiloma's face sank: "Tsk! "It's not good. The difference between points is eight points, and eight points and seven points are two completely different concepts. The difference of seven points can be made up by a touchdown and a bonus kick. But with an eight-point difference, at least two touchdowns are required. Considering the time it takes to swap two attacks, the remaining 20 minutes of this second half will be very tight.

"What's next?" Albert asked urgently.

"The operation went according to the original plan, it was no big deal. Captain Tiger moved his muscles. The team was clearly behind by a large score and was at an absolute disadvantage, but he did not despair at all: "Absolutely stop their attack!" (I always feel very enviable.) (Even when the situation was so desperate, their eyes still sparkled.) (What the hell should I do to exercise this unwavering mental power?) Beep!--As soon as the whistle blew, the offense and defense were exchanged, and it was the turn of the Guinean giants to attack!

"It's revenge!" However, the Sphynx kicker kicked the ball into the deepest part of the Giants' position!

"Grab it!" Captain Shiloma suddenly slapped Albert on the ass without warning, "It's our ball that was grabbed!" Albert rushed out with this force and ran towards the ball with amazing momentum!

The battle immediately turned into a duel of speed, but Albert did not hand in good luck this time, as a tiger man, he only has an advantage in explosiveness, and as long as the running distance is long, this advantage will be overpowered by the height advantage of the giants! The receiver of the giant team not only runs fast, but also jumps high, and the ball has been caught in mid-air before it hits! This competition is Albert's complete defeat!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" There was a sinister laugh from the midfielder: "Destroy him!!" That's right, Heloma asked Albert to go out to grab the ball, just a game! While the tiger's wild run attracted the attention of the giants, the three players of the Sphynx team also secretly ran out! They had only one purpose: to wait for the receiver of the Giants to catch the ball in mid-air, and before it landed, all the players flew up and pressed the giants to the ground!!

Despite the huge difference in physique, three orcs were able to pull an unbalanced giant! The giants' receiver fell gorgeously!

"To the ground!" the referee shouted, "The Giants are fifteen yards back!" Shiloma picked up Albert, who had fallen to the side: "Well done, little ghost." "You suddenly told me to rush out without saying anything, just to act with you?" Albert patted the dirt off his body.

"Of course. If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people. Shiloma sneered, but didn't take his eyes off the Giants' pick-up for a moment: "But that bastard is amazing." I had three of my team members ramming him, but I couldn't get the ball out of his hands. If you can't take possession away from him, it's only going to get more and more troublesome. "I'll catch him." Albert agreed in a low voice.

"Nope. Your mission is to stop the opposing running back. Let the pick-up player take care of it. Tigerman Shilomar's gaze fell on a slightly shorter member of the cat-man team. Albert also recognized the cat man, who had previously caught the kick in the air during the Sphinx's attack round and passed the ball to Albert. The catman's jumping power was simply amazing, and he jumped ten times his height!

"Then please. Albert politely said to the cat-man teammate.

"My name is Mutt. The cat man gave Albert a not-so-friendly look and turned away, "I'll do what I need to do." But you layman, don't insult the prestige of the Sandstorm King!" Albert was rather depressed. Annoyed to death, it's always the king of sandstorms, the king of sandstorms, how much this group of orcs worship this king of sandstorms.

"Don't blame them for being rude. Gusta, the tiger man in the center, explained: "For the old courtiers of this team, [the King of Sandstorms] is synonymous with the savior. Our team was originally made up of destitute orcs living in Africa, some of whom had been sold into slavery. It was Daddy Sphinx who saved us and formed this team of only orcs, so that we who were useless also had the means to make a living. So-the-the other Gusta the Tiger Man glanced at Albert and walked away.

(He saved the orcs and arranged a livelihood for them.) Is the Sphinx daddy really a good meow?) (is he really the vicious man Chanel said he said?) With a mind full of doubts, Albert returned to his position. Kicking was only available at the beginning of the offense and defense swaps, and now that the ball is completely in the hands of the Guinean giants, the Sphinx can no longer take advantage of the way they kick. All they can do is fight hard and stop the Giants' charge!