Xiaoxuan! So how should the Tigers respond next~? "
Li Daozong was now convinced of Li Zexuan, and he also felt that Li Zexuan's analysis was reasonable. The Tigers' physical strength was indeed not as good as that of the sweaty BMWs, so he didn't care whether he lost face or not, and asked Ji directly.
"Shrinking the front line, fully defending, and changing formations are the strengths of the Tigers. The next step is for them to create a tie-breaker in their own half and strive for everyone to run the shortest way to achieve the best results! Of course, while defending, Wait for an opportunity to counterattack! After all, the best defense in the world is offense!
The Tigers are currently in the lead, so there is no need to worry. What should be anxious is the sweat-blooded BMW team. Your Majesty, please let the players defend well. You can even kick each other in your own half to delay time, wait for the opponent to make a mistake, and then give a fatal blow. Completely establish the victory! "
Li Zexuan looked at the backs of Tigers players and said.
Li Erwei nodded imperceptibly. Having experienced many battles, he could naturally see that Li Zexuan's arrangement was already the best plan.
Li Xiaogong pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay! Thank you!"
Then he turned around and gave some instructions to the manager of the Tigers. The manager followed the order and left, presumably to make tactical arrangements.
About a quarter of an hour later, the second half began, and the two teams changed sides to fight again. When they came on the stage, the audience in the stands gave the Tigers the loudest cheers. These people had seen enough in the previous three quarters of an hour. Addiction, the Tigers did not disappoint them, scoring two goals in a row, making most people in the stands become loyal fans of the Tigers!
Fans cheer for their favorite team, isn't this a natural thing~?
Seeing this scene, Li Zexuan smiled secretly. This is the result he wanted! The appearance of fans is a symbol of the prosperity of football. Without fans, modern football would not be so popular, and it may even die out midway.
When the number of folk football fans in Datang becomes larger and larger, it will be difficult for football in Datang not to flourish!
And when the time comes, Datang, as the country of origin of world football, no matter how bad it is, will not be as weak as the modern national football team, and will definitely become a world football power. At that time, Han football will no longer be a joke in the eyes of foreigners. Li Zexuan's goal of bringing football to the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years in advance has been achieved!
"Beep~!"
The referee blew the whistle and the Sweatshirts kicked off. With the mutual cover and passing of the three players, the football quickly entered the Tigers' first half!
The attack is fierce and fast as lightning!
The bloody BMW team played for the entire half, but still retained its physical strength quite well. Under the sudden explosion, the Tigers were somewhat unable to withstand it.
"Quick! Set up your formation to defend! Everyone is on defense~!"
The Tigers' steward was sweating profusely and stood on the sidelines of the field shouting, not caring if the players on the field could hear him.
The style of painting suddenly changed, and the audience in the stands did not react for a while. When they reacted, the audience couldn't help but be shocked!
"What's going on~? Didn't the Tigers play well in the first half? Why are they being shot by the Sweatshirts now!"
"It seems like the Tigers are running out of energy?"
"I don't have enough physical strength~? How is it possible~? The Tigers scored two goals in the first half, how can it be that I don't have enough physical strength?"
"The Tigers were able to score in the first half because of their clever cooperation. Now the sweaty BMWs have changed their style and are going all out for fast breaks. Now the Tigers are in danger!"
"The Tigers must win~!"
I don't know who shouted loudly, and the audience in the stands shouted. Suddenly, the shouts of "The Tigers must win" became louder and louder, even reaching into the sky!
Li Xiaogong looked at the Tigers players in the stands and couldn't help but clenched his fists. The Tigers were destined to withstand the pressure in the second half, but whether they could withstand the pressure completely depends on the collective ability and performance of the Tigers players. !
The roar of the mountains and the tsunami in the stands gave the Tigers players some invisible strength. They quickly restored the formation that had been disrupted by the opponent and tried their best to resist the impact of the sweaty BMWs!
In the end, the attack of the sweat-blooded BMW team was stopped by the two defenders of the Tigers. The goalkeeper went out to hug the flying football, and then threw the football to his own players!
Next, there was a jaw-dropping scene. The Tigers players fell to their feet in their own half, and the audience in the stands was in an uproar.
"This! What are the Tigers doing? Why don't they attack~?"
"Looks like he's stalling for time!"
"Yeah! That's right! Anyway, the Tigers are now leading 2-0. As long as it waits until the end of the game, they can win these three points!"
"But isn't this a violation?"
"It seems that there is really no foul!"
"That's too frustrating, isn't it? If the Tigers don't attack, why are they called the Tigers? Why don't we call them the Turtles~!"
Some viewers expressed understanding of the Tigers' "negative game", while others felt very angry. After all, everyone wants their favorite people or teams to be super powerful, and offensive football is obviously more beautiful than defensive football. !
The "boss" of the Sweat-Blooded BMW Team didn't know what the audience thought, but he was so angry that he was about to jump off his feet at the moment! I saw him standing next to the stadium and shouting:
"Attack! Everyone press forward and attack! We must score!"
With a "boom", almost all the players of the sweat-blooded BMW team mobilized and entered the Tigers' half-court to fight for the football. After all, they are young people with full blood and physical strength. After several fights, the football quickly fell to the At the feet of the sweaty BMW players, several players cooperated with each other, fought with the Tigers players several times, and finally shot the football into the opponent's goal~!
"Oh~! It's in, it's in!"
The audience in the stands sighed, but this did not prevent the players of the sweat-blooded BMW team from celebrating on their own. All the players hugged each other. After being pressed for half a game, they were finally able to enjoy themselves!
"Just play like this! Equalize the score as soon as possible!"
The owner of the sweaty BMW team shouted at the top of his lungs.
His players did exactly that. With a quarter of an hour left before the end of the game, the sweaty BMW team's No. 1 player finally sent the football into the Tigers' goal once again!
"Haha! It's in, it's in! We equalized the score!"
The players of the sweat-blooded team celebrated in the Tigers' half, but the players of the Tigers all looked gloomy.
"Hurry up and score another goal! We want to win this game~!"
Just listen to the barbarian "boss" of the sweat-blooded brigade shout again.
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