"Beep!"

After the Belgian team celebrated, the referee blew the whistle for the resumption of the game.

Players from both sides returned to the same running line and faced off again.

For the next ten minutes, the Belgian team was relatively comfortable.

Their sluggishness began to unfold fifteen minutes before the break.

Wales came out of that world wave and once again began to strictly implement the tactics of manager Coleman, launching targeted attacks on Belgium.

They're not just prepared from set-pieces, they're certainly in the play.

The formation of 3511 is actually preparing for sports warfare.

Instead of putting Bale on either wing, they put him in the middle, playing a shadow striker pseudo-nine.

This meant that Bale had more mobility in this game, and he could choose his attacking route at will, sometimes interspersed on the left and sometimes on the right.

It seems to be playing in the middle, but in fact it is playing on the side!

It was a counter-move to the Belgian team's control of the middle.

Seeing this, even those who had some concerns before are completely sure at this moment that Courtois has indeed passed on the tactics.

Such a targeted formation play, you say that Coleman has studied it based on Belgium's previous games, is that possible?

If he has this level, he is not Coleman, but Guardiola, Mourinho, Klopp and others.

"Bang!"

In the 31st minute of the game, Bale received the ball again on the left wing, followed the gap on the side of the Belgian team, and brought the ball to the bottom line.

The benefits of three central midfielders are reflected at this time.

They distributed the work very well, one interspersed with the front post, one with Robson Kanu in the middle and one with the back post.

"Bang!"

Bale's subsequent cross, although he couldn't find his team-mate in the first place, was controlled by Ramsey at the back post and fired a long-range shot.

This long-range shot was just a fraction of a second, and if I had a little luck, I would have grazed the post and entered.

Since then, Wales have been gaining momentum, with the flexibility of their presence in various positions on the pitch and their focus on attacking Belgium.

Some people may think that on the court, the weak team cannot beat the strong team even if the tactics are good.

But this is a situation, if India plays Belgium, it is true that they can't beat Belgium if they show off their tactics.

The situation in Wales is different.

They are even a second-rate team in Europe, ranked in the thirties and forties in the world all year round, and now they have Bale in their prime.

For this kind of team, if they succeed in finding a good counter-attack, it is not impossible to win against Belgium.

Today's game illustrates this, with Belgium being far inferior to Wales in terms of pitch and attacking threat.

Under the wave of strong attacks from Wales, the Belgian team was able to launch few opportunities to attack, and the morale and energy of the players were also declining.

"Bang!"

In the 39th minute of the game, it was Bale again, after breaking through the defense, a long-range heavy artillery blasted out and hit the ball directly into the dead corner.

Mignolet made a quick save and saved the ball in a thrilling way to give Wales a corner.

Ramsey went to the corner again, a position that worries all Belgian players.

"Mark, mark!"

Alderweireld was the first to lead the Belgian team to change their thinking, and he didn't want to sit back and die a slow death if he continued like this.

Under his command, the Belgian team completed the transition from zone to man marking, but the distribution issue did not seem to be particularly good.

It's normal, it's just a verbal assignment, and if you can mark well, you look down on Welsh players too much.

Among them, Vertonghen even took the initiative to anger the Welsh player Joan Allen with small actions in order to buy everyone some time.

He didn't want to do it, he just wanted everyone to be more prepared.

"You damn thing, put your hands away!" Joe Allen's scolding rang out, and then he turned to complain to the referee.

The referee came over to warn Vertonghen and turned to run.

"A team that can't even handle the relationship within their own team, and it's the end of their journey." When Joe Allen returned to his position, he once again taunted Vertonghen.

This sentence made many Belgian players hear it, and they are even more angry at Courtois.

"Bang!"

Ramsey's corner was quickly delivered, but this time there was nothing special to do but send the ball straight into the middle.

At the moment of the penalty kick, Wales seemed to be ready, first Robson Kanu and Bale took away Vermaelen and Meunier in the middle.

Joe Allen then rushed past Vertonghen's defence and came to Alderweireld's position to complete the pick-and-roll, leaving Alderweireld unable to continue marking Ashley Williams.

The Welsh centre-back immediately became unmarked.

For an unmarked centre-back, smashing the ball into the net is as simple as eating and drinking.

"Bang!"

A powerful header from Ashley Williams smashed the ball into the right-hand corner of the net, and Mignolet couldn't make a save.

"Take your infighting home, you don't deserve to win!"

Joe Allen, who was excited after the goal, turned around again and taunted Vertonghen: "What you're waiting for is that you know it's not right, change the formation this time!" ”

After saying this, all the Welsh players immediately rushed to Ashley Williams, who scored the goal, and they waved their hands wildly, unprecedentedly happy!

This feeling of being able to crush the top team Belgium on the field is really cool!

Two to one!

They took control of the game and found a way to score!

“Yeahhhhhh……！”

The Welsh fans in the stadium erupted in shouts again, and everyone was ecstatic about the quality of the team that they showed today.

The Belgian players on the pitch were once again looking up at the sky weakly, and many were already with their hands on their hips.

Until now, they have never felt this way.

Nor when playing Italy.

It was an ugly game, a game that couldn't be forced.

Lukaku looked at Courtois fiercely again, and Courtois on the sidelines didn't have the courage to stand there anymore at this time, and walked back to the dressing room.

"Hazard, did you hear our conversation? Which side are you on?" Chen Yufeng was eager to know Hazard's opinion at the last minute.

"I'll tell you later." Hazard didn't say anything, just walked towards his position with his head down.

At this time, in the stands on the sidelines, Taylor Swift and the female assistant both covered their mouths, and they were a little surprised by this scene.

"Belgium, how could it be ......"

Taylor Swift has fully supported Belgium since his last date with Chen Yufeng.

She can now say that she is a fan of the Belgian team, and she likes Chen Yufeng of this team very much, and she will not hide anything anymore.

"I felt completely out of shape today, as if everyone had something on their minds." The female assistant shook her head next to her, a little regretful.

"I also want to surprise him two days after I win this game." Taylor Swift sat down in his seat with a depressed expression, feeling apprehensive.

…………

"Beep! Beep ——! ”

It didn't take long for the referee of this game to finally end the entire first half with two whistles.

Wilmots, who was on the sidelines, walked towards the dressing room with his head down, not knowing how to make adjustments in such a short period of time.

As for the players on the field, they all walked quickly to the sidelines at this time, and everyone's expressions were very solemn, holding back the fire that had nowhere to be sprinkled.

Unexpectedly, Hazard was at the front of the crowd, taking the first step to the players' tunnel and finding an abandoned shelf.

"Bang!"

He kicked it up, kicked the shelves apart, and then pulled out four stainless steel pipes from it.

After seeing De Bruyne, Lukaku and Chen Yufeng coming up, he did not hesitate and handed the stick directly to the three of them.

After receiving the stick, the three immediately threw appreciative glances at Hazard, patted Hazard on the shoulder, and walked to the locker room with the stick.

Hazard also carried a stick and walked behind, but soon felt a huge force coming from him.

"You're from Chelsea, you're going to see you when you go back to Chelsea, let me come."

Nainggolan snatched the stick from Hazard's hand and then rushed towards the dressing room with the stick in his hand.

He himself is a reckless man, with tattoos everywhere on his body, and at the moment holding a stick, he really looks like an ancient Roman fighter.

"Bang!"

Soon, Nainggolan, who had reached the locker room first, kicked the door open and walked in with a stick.

“Hoe kun je ons rechtvaardigen？ Jij verrader！ A grunt of Dutch came from within, accompanied by the sound of a stick striking against flesh.

The three men standing in the doorway glanced at each other, then rushed in, carrying a stick and rushing directly to Courtois in the corner.

Lukaku pinched Courtois's neck, dropped one of his stumbling legs to the ground, and then pressed his own weight to the ground.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The others' sticks were immediately struck at Courtois's body, and De Bruyne was the more fierce.

After hitting the back, the other three stopped, after all, they just wanted to teach a lesson and vent their anger, but De Bruyne did not stop, and still gritted his teeth and pumped again and again.

When he was a friend's wife, De Bruyne was alone, and he endured it.

And that's already the biggest insult to a man.

Now, behind him are the players, the staff, and the fans of the entire team.

Tintin doesn't want to endure it anymore!

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ps: The expansion of real events, I hope there will continue to be surprises in the monthly pass tomorrow

(End of chapter)