"Press! Press on! Stay in line! ”

As soon as kick-off, manager Nuno waved excitedly towards Leicester's half, signaling his players to remember the tactical requirements and rush forward.

In fact, there is no need to say it, the Porto players at this time also know very well what they have to do.

The opening kick-off tactics were repeated, with as many as six attacking players arriving in Leicester's half.

"Bang!"

When their return pass reached goalkeeper Casillas, St Cassie aimed over the head of Leicester City centre-back Harry Maguire and found it with a long ball.

He's going to put the young defender to the test, and Nuno had said before the game that Maguire's instability was a good way to try the main attack.

It's just that Casillas just found something that Maguire is good at......

This kind of test is likely to be invalid.

"Bang!"

In a tussle with opposition striker Brahimi, Maguire made the most of his aerial superiority and flicked the ball forward.

At this time, Porto were not flustered as they had done a good job of protecting the second penalty in the opening stages and they believed they could get the ball back.

However, a figure wearing Leicester away white appeared, and quickly hooked the ball from Andre Silva's feet.

After kick-off, it was clear that Porto were not well prepared and seemed to have forgotten the rhythm of the confrontation they had just had.

"Bang ......"

It was Achraf who broke the ball, and he glanced forward and, after seeing the large space in front of him, chose to take it himself.

He was very fast, and the advantage of the young man was on full display at this moment, and he crossed the halfway line almost within a few steps.

Oliver Torres, Porto's lone midfielder, quickly approached Achraf and struck with a ferocious kick as if he were bound to win.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound sounded, and the two of them came into contact with the football at the same time, making a tickling sound of feet to the roots.

From the fans' point of view, the two kicks together, and they can still make such a loud noise, and the probability of injury on both sides is relatively large.

However, because of the use of football as a starting point, it is relatively rare to have a foot injury.

If you use all your strength, then you can cancel out the other party's force.

Whoever collects his feet suffers!

This time the clash was ultimately the result of Achraf's victory, but Leicester's attack was far from over.

It was such a narrow breakthrough, but at this moment, it really formed a situation of a thousand miles of error.

After Oliver Torres lost his defensive position, Achraf was already in front of him, with no more midfielders in front of the opposition.

With only three defenders, they have to keep an eye on three of Leicester's attackers at the moment.

Even, in the afterglow, Achraf caught Mahrez on the left running up.

Opportunity!

A great opportunity to fight back!

It's a five-on-three situation!

Even if Oliver Torres can chase back to the penalty area, it will be five to four!

An unsuccessful attempt with a long ball, an unsuccessful two-penalty scramble, plus an unsuccessful midfield volunt!

Porto puts itself in danger in an instant!

Nuno's face on the sidelines instantly turned red, his feet were nailed to the ground, and his whole person was about to hair, and he opened his mouth several times to say something, but only the trembling of his lips remained.

"Bang!"

Achraf was quick to the edge of the box and sent a through ball towards the left side of the box.

He was very worried that he would make a mistake on the ball and that this great opportunity would be wasted by himself.

Thankfully, he got the through ball just right, and Mahrez was soon able to stop it comfortably.

"Move! Fill in the position!! ”

Knowing what responsibility lies on their shoulders, Porto's back three quickly burst into the air.

Their defensive formation immediately changed, with Marcano, who was closest to Mahrez, marking Mahrez, Danilo behind him defending the inverted triangle, and Felipe alone to mark the point in the middle, waiting for his teammates to chase back.

It was the best option, and they had to put the back post out and pray that Mahrez's cross would not be so precise or that Malcano would make a successful block.

"Bang!"

Mahrez's pass was quickly delivered, and the polo king played to the left side, and his left-footed cross was always a must.

A kick and pass quickly passed to the back point of the penalty area, where Chen Yufeng had been waiting for a long time.

"I'm coming!" Casillas was reluctant to abandon the goal, trying to intercept the ball in the middle.

He knew very well in his heart that even if he didn't come out, after giving the ball to the unmarked Chen Yufeng, the latter could score.

He struggled to reach the air, but he was still more than twenty centimeters away.

"Bang!!"

At the back point, Chen Yufeng shot with an easy cushion and steadily brought the ball into the unguarded empty goal.

Two to zero!

His 11th goal in the Champions League came so easily!

It was a team goal and the team-mates played a great part in the goal.

"Well done! Mahrez! ”

Chen Yufeng understood this, so he ran to the area of Mahrez and the others for the first time, laughed and joked: "It's not in vain that I have passed a lot of balls to you!" ”

“Yeahhhhhh……！” The shouts of the Leicester City fans then rang out, adding a bit of joy to the celebrations of the Leicester players.

"It's two to zero! We can get them out! ”

Achraf, who played an important role in the counterattack, jumped on Mahrez's back in excitement and waved wildly at the fans in the stands.

Maguire and others also rushed over from the backfield and joined the wave of celebration.

Everyone played the role of finisher in this counterattack, and Chen Yufeng, who scored in the end, just adhered to everyone's will.

Of course, this brace is also genuine!

That's probably what David Moyes said in his personal documentary, where top strikers can score twenty or thirty goals under the system.

Chen Yufeng was not only able to score these twenty or thirty goals, but also scored an additional twenty or thirty goals through his extraordinary performance.

"I think I'm the one who assists!" After Maguire came up, he wanted to learn to jump back from Achraf, and the object he chose was Chen Yufeng.

Chen Yufeng hurriedly dodged, if this was smashed, not to mention smashed into meat puree, there would definitely be a heavy fall.

Under this carnival, the loneliness of the Porto players behind them is particularly obvious.

Several defenders didn't talk much, picked the ball out of the net and kicked it into the front of the pitch.

They didn't know what to say, no one complained, and no one encouraged everyone anymore.

An ominous premonition enveloped everyone, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.

The same is true for Nuno on the pitchside, who can hear the frantic shouts of the Leicester fans, but he can also clearly feel the dead silence of the Porto fans behind him.

The goal difference has been tied, and if Leicester City score again, it will be Copenhagen who will qualify last.

What to do?

A wave of doubt loomed over Nuno again, and his mind began to rac, considering all possible scenarios.

If this will be a retreat across the board, it will look safe, but Klose and Chen Yufeng both have the ability to head the ball, and the low post defense is easy to give corners.

Once there is a corner, Morgan and Maguire come up again, and air defense is a big problem.

As long as Leicester City take one more chance, then they are out.

But if you continue to attack at this time......

No matter!

He had no choice!

"Don't worry, it's just two accidental goals! The advantage is ours! Keep rushing! ”

Nuno clapped his hands again at the players, hoping to awaken the players' fighting spirit again, "Come on! Keep holding it down and the goals will come! ”

"Can they score two like this, can they score four? Or even six? Impossible, take it easy kids! ”

"As long as we can score a goal, I believe you can get everything back!"

"Aim for a ball first! Go for it! ”

With those words, Nuno returned to the coach's seat, picked up a water bottle and took a sip of water.

"Mr. Nuno, the defensive problem is a bit big, and I will think that our pre-match advice is correct......" The assistant coach shook his head with a painful face.

There was a sense of uneasiness in everyone's hearts, after all, they were really one step away from being out.

"Relax, I have a plan for it to come back."

Nuno gritted his teeth and said this, and reprimanded these people in his heart for seeing the wind and rudder, just now he was patting his own ass in the back, and now he is backwater.

"How many shots did we have?" He turned to look at the team's data analyst.

"7 feet, 3 shots on target."

"What about Leicester?"

"3 kicks, 2 shots on target."

The last words fell, and Nuno spread his hands towards the assistant coaches, "I said it a long time ago, the advantage is mine." ”

'Everything will come back, and those two goals aside, Leicester's midfield hardness today is a piece of! Five shots on target always convert a goal, right? ”

"Our chance is coming soon!"

With that, Nuno came to the sideline with his arms crossed.

Sometimes, when a lie is told the first time, it is just a lie.

But when it comes to the second and third times, even yourself may be deceived into it.

It's something that no one can avoid, and that's why those speakers are so impassioned and generous every time.

"Beep!"

The game then kicked off and the Porto players forced themselves to keep their composure and continued to press Leicester City's backline.

It's just that the intensity of the pressure is visibly reduced, and their players don't dare to get too close, for fear of being counterattacked by Leicester City again.

The situation seems to be stable, but the game is still long, and some potential crises are lurking in the dark.

…………

At the same time, the Copenhagen training base, in the team conference room.

Due to the delay in the broadcast and the game, everyone here is sitting here with a nervous face.

Head coach Solbakken pinched his thigh muscles even tighter, holding his breath and not daring to go out.

It wasn't until he saw Chen Yufeng's last push hit that he breathed a sigh of relief, then got up excitedly and shouted as if cathartic, "Oh oh......!" ”

“Yeahhh……！” The whole conference room burst into cheers, and all the Copenhagen players and staff seemed to have become Leicester fans today.

They were even more thrilled than the Leicester fans because it was a do-or-die game.

As long as Leicester City can score one more goal, they will be sure to progress to the final knockout rounds.

“Leicester city……！”

Solbakken took the lead and raised his hands and shouted the Leicester slogan, and the players behind him quickly followed, "Hooray!" ”

Each player waved his hands, and even took off his clothes and threw them in his hands.

If there is beer in front of the players, they are definitely willing to open the bottle cap and have a good drink, for this kind of small club, the significance of entering the Champions League knockout stage is no less than Real Madrid's Champions League final.

"It's amazing, 15 minutes, 2-0 lead, Chen Yufeng scored twice!"

Solbakken almost sang a song on the spot, he laughed feverishly, turned around and said: "Messi, Ronaldo, or Chen Yufeng?" ”

This is a new topic that is gradually emerging in world football, and before that, this kind of topic appeared more - Messi or Ronaldo?

Now, Chen Yufeng's name has also been added.

The award ceremony of the Golden Globe Awards is just around the corner, and Chen Yufeng, the favorite to win the championship, certainly has this qualification.

Before you know it, he's accomplished something remarkable.

And for the Copenhagen players sitting here now, no matter how they usually express their opinions, they will say that name at this time, "Chen Yufeng!! ”

A loud burst of laughter rang out here, and only the silly Zanka quickly stopped laughing, and then his face changed, and he slowly stood up from the spot, pointing his right hand at the screen.

'N'Golo Kante breaks the ball! Pass to Ashraf, and Ashraf is rushing again! Leicester had another good chance to counter-attack. ”

'I don't know if that's going to happen, but I do have a hunch that Leicester aren't going to score again, right?'

"Porto's midfield line is too fragile, the configuration of three people, it is impossible to assign defensive responsibilities, and the wings are always defended."

On the TV screen, the voice of the narrator kept ringing.

Because the commentary is relatively quiet, many people don't notice it at the first time.

After seeing Zanka's strange movements, everyone turned their heads and turned their eyes to the screen.

Everyone instantly stood up from where they were and opened their mouths wide.

They saw that Achraf had given the ball to Chen Yufeng, who had already cut inside to the middle.

This goal, is it going to be scored again?

…………

"Bang!!"

Porto, Portugal, the Dragon Stadium at night is extra bright at this moment, and countless spotlights shine on the green field, making every player's figure particularly dazzling.

They are like the brightest stars in the world, performing in the spotlight.

Surprisingly, there was a dead silence in the stadium at the moment, and the fans at Porto's home stadium turned pale, and many even forgot how to breathe and held their breath all the time.

Of course, they themselves did not notice this.

When the broadcast camera captured the Leicester City fan area, countless figures staggered, and in just one second, everyone stood up from their seats.

A heavy muffled sound rang out, and Chen Yufeng completed his trademark inward shot.

A piece of grass clippings flew from under his feet, along with a football.

The bowstring ushered in the final moment of ejection, and an arrow popped out of Chen Yufeng's feet, instantly lifted into the air, and drilled into the far corner of the goal.

Everything happened in an instant, and it was hard to react.

People can only see the figure of Casillas flying out, and Chen Yufeng's action of closing his feet after shooting, as well as the expectant eyes of all the Leicester City players, and the frightened expressions of the Porto players.

"Huh!" A touch of the net then sounded, and the ball smashed into the corner of the net, not giving Casillas the slightest chance to save.

The next thing to hear was the ensuing shouts from the Leicester City fans, "yeshhhhh......!" ”

People also saw that Chen Yufeng spread his arms and rushed to the side of the pitch with a roar, and the Leicester City players behind him jumped a little, or sighed 'Shet' or 'Fack', and hurriedly rushed towards Chen Yufeng.

Next, the entire North Stand was boiling, countless hands danced wildly, and countless scarves and hats were thrown into the sky.

Finally, there are the Porto players who fell to their knees with their heads covered, the Porto players who pounded the ground in anger, and the Porto players who crossed their waists and bowed their heads in an international standard low posture.

Everything on the pitch changed with the goal, although it was the third time in the game, although Leicester fans had experienced it once.

But when this new moment arrives, it is impossible to avoid more excitement.

Goal, scored!

Three to zero!

…………

PS: The Emperor of Football, Beckenbauer, has left to pay tribute to the legend who will always live in my heart.

(End of chapter)