Greenery on the back

Chapter 527 Extreme Suppression
The ball returned to the kick-off point again.

Was tied to a tie, the French team once again launched a fierce attack.

Although Zheng Zhi made adjustments, the Hua Guo team, which lacked Chu Long, was still like a broken arm, and the ability to compete in the midfield was greatly reduced.

The new Wu Di is not half as good as Chu Long in terms of defense, and he is not the opponent of the French number 10 Yazd at all.

There are more and more threatening balls passed from the midfield to Huaguo's backcourt.

The offensive and defensive gap between the two teams continued to widen, and the situation was almost that the French team was playing against the Chinese team.

After several contests, Zheng Zhi had no choice but to let all the players retreat to the backcourt, and set up the bus directly.

Paul, their midfielder, was elated at the moment.Although he himself received a yellow card, he made a great contribution to injuring Chu Long, the opponent's ace player.

Head coach Sagnol told the players before the game that they must win the World Youth Championship held at their doorstep.

But the Hua Guo team slaughtered all the European and American powers all the way, and their confidence in winning the championship began to waver.When encountering this dark horse, it is really hard to say who will win in the end.

According to Sagnol's analysis, more than 80% of the Huaguo team's goals were scored by Yue Feng and Chu Long, who are also the opponent's two trump cards.

If they can restrain the two of them in the game, then the Hua Guo team will be much easier to deal with.

Of course, there are many usages of the word limit, such as kicking the opponent and leaving the field directly.

"Black and hard" Paul just implemented this tactic.

Now, without Chu Long, the Huaguo team had to be beaten. Paul seemed to see the champion beckoning to him.

As for the opponent's bus, their French team is not afraid.Yazd, including his Paul's long-range shots, and the French team's superb set-piece coordination, are all sharp weapons to crack the bus.

At this moment, the French team launched wave after wave of attacks towards the gate of Huaguo.

Yazd took the ball away from central midfielder Wu Di and midfielder Li Yanhao, and seized the opportunity to shoot cold shots from outside the penalty area.

The goalkeeper Great Wall was more careful this time, and failed to let the opponent break through the gate.

But Yazd's long-range shot was really good, and he was powerful and fast. Lai Changcheng tried his best to save, but he barely managed to lift the ball over the crossbar.

France went on to get another corner kick.

Seeing this, Yue Feng hurriedly directed his teammates to arm themselves.

There are several good headers in the French team, including the 185cm Yazd, and their standing high center forward.

Therefore, Yue Feng stepped forward and stuck to Yazd's side, leaving Osuman, who is not good at heading, to He He's defense.

And the high center forwards of the French team, the big men Li Jie and Yang Zichen, can completely guard against them.

After everything was ready, the corner kick of the French team followed suit.

At the same time, Yazd and others began to run, attracting Huaguo's defense to follow them.

But to Yue Feng's surprise, this corner kick did not fly towards Yazd or other high points in the penalty area, but fell directly to the front point of the goal.

I saw the player at the previous point jumping high to attract the defense of the Hua Guo team, but he did not directly attack the goal, but shook his head back and rubbed the ball outside the penalty area.

At the landing point, the midfielder Paul suddenly rushed up and shot hard at the ball.

"It's a tactical corner kick!" Yue Feng yelled secretly, desperately flying forward to block it.But Yazd had taken him too far just now, and it was beyond his reach now.

The ball burst out from Paul's feet, passed through a space opened by the French players, and flew directly into the gate of the Huaguo team.

2-1!

France took the lead again.

This ball also announced the complete failure of the Hua Guo team's strategy of relying on the bus to play a defensive counterattack.

The opponent's superb set-piece coordination and multiple long-range shooters completely restrained the bus.

Offensively unable to attack, defensively unable to defend, the head coach Zheng Zhi was so devastated that he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

The Huaguo players on the field could only defend cautiously, trying not to give the opponent a chance to set the ball, and barely dragged the game until the halftime break.

Back in the locker room, he stood in front of the tactical board and thought for a long time, but Zheng Zhi didn't come up with a suitable idea.

As his assistant, Fatty Dong also put on a helpless look.

Looking at the head coach who was going crazy, Fatty Dong whispered: "Or, let's just win the runner-up. Defense well in the second half, don't lose too badly."

Zheng Zhichang sighed, the French team was too strong, and their tactics were restrained to death by them.

And Chu Long was thrown off the court by the opponent, even if Zheng Zhi came up with a few ways to deal with the enemy, no one could carry it out.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhi only slightly adjusted the bus tactics, mainly for the opponent's set-pieces and long-range shots.

But he knew that his arrangements had little effect, and he could only watch his fate in the second half.

Although the current score is only one goal away from the French team, but the situation is firmly controlled by the opponent, the Hua Guo team has almost no chance of winning, and it will be thankful to be able to score a few fewer shots in the future.

"In the second half, everyone should pay more attention when defending, and don't attack rashly if there is no surety. If we can get to this point, we have already made history. Don't have any psychological burden."

Zheng Zhi's words of encouragement to the team members were also very unconvincing, more like a kind of comfort.

"Director Zheng, I don't think we can just let it go. We didn't come to France just to win the runner-up."

The speaker's words were passionate and his voice was like a bell. In the current Hua Guo team whose morale is low, he is simply an outlier.

Zheng Zhi and Fatty Dong knew that this person was Captain Yue Feng just by hearing the voice.

I only heard Yue Feng continue to say: "Director Zheng once said that every one of our national youth players is a fighter on the court. As a fighter, there is no one who does not desire to win."

"The runner-up is just a fig leaf for the losers. We came to France to aspire to be the world champion!"

When the champion was mentioned, everyone present lowered their heads.

Ever since Chu Long was injured and left the field in the first half, the Hua Guo team has been pressed and rubbed by the opponent. Everyone's desire to win has long been worn out.

Seeing this, Yue Feng first nodded to Chu Long who was sitting on the side recuperating: "If we only want to win the runner-up, wouldn't your leg injury be for nothing?"

After hearing this, Chu Long twitched his nose twice, acting as if he had been bullied but no one at home could avenge him.

Everyone present also looked at Chu Long. Seeing his pitiful appearance, they couldn't help feeling a sense of pride in their hearts.

Yue Feng took the opportunity to name a few more people: "He He, if we are only the runner-up, who can still remember that you scored so many goals in the World Youth Championship?"

"Li Jie, Yang Kun, Li Yanhao, who can remember the contributions you made to the Hua Guo team?"

"Only the champion will be remembered by the world. In the past ten days of the game, some of you fought hard to get leg cramps in overtime, and some of you fought hard to block the hole of the gun with injury. Are you willing to bear to see that your efforts are in vain?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed, and the will to fight began to revive in the locker room.

"You're right, I'm also eager to lead everyone to win the championship." Zheng Zhi shook his head and said, "But right now there is no way to restrain the opponent, we can only do a good job of defense first."

"No, Director Zheng, it's time for us to attack." Yue Feng looked at the tactical board, his eyes full of murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)