Chapter 20 Door God

The time was gradually dragged into 80 minutes, and Denmark's offense was still very aggressive. Every Danish player was running, and they all wanted to score an equalizing goal.

They lost the first game, and they did not accept the result.

However, after the Chinese team chose to defend, the dense defensive line made Denmark feel swollen, and they couldn't find a good opportunity.

Every attack will be accompanied by crazy counterattacks by Chinese defenders.

There is still a gap between the Chinese and Danish players, but not so large that it completely upsets the balance.

Therefore, it can be compensated by quantity. The crowd tactics are simple and rude, but the effect is very good.

Denmark want to score but China won't let them.

The game became stalemate again.

"Denmark's offensive strength is very strong. The Chinese team cannot make any mistakes. Once a mistake occurs, Denmark will never let go of this opportunity."

Duan Xuan said with a serious face.

He was almost out of breath watching this game.

Although the competition was not intense and there was no passion for attacking, it was the Chinese team that was competing, representing the honor of China, so they would naturally be extremely nervous.

"Yi Le is also starting to work hard!"

Sun Jihai suddenly sighed.

Hearing this, everyone looked around and saw Yi Le running wildly for a long time, besieging and intercepting frantically. They didn't know Yi Le's running data, but he was definitely the player who ran the most since the first round of the group stage.

And it's not just as simple as running, Yi Le is engaged in fierce physical confrontation at any time. His stealing ability is not good, so he can only make up for it in a brutal way.

Yi Le's gorgeous style of play disappeared, and there were only desperate running and body collisions again and again.

The French commentary station is also broadcasting the game.

The French commentator Miches saw Yi Le running blindly, and couldn't help feeling distressed: "Now, no one can help him!"

The same is true for Paris fans. Without a national level confrontation, Yi Le is still their favorite Parisian king.

And their king is exhausted and embarrassed at this time, which is not like Yi Le at all.

When he was in Paris, he had Kante, Rabiot, Neymar, and Mbappe by his side, but looking around now, Yi Le can only fight alone, and his teammates can't help him!

 …

In the arena, Yi Le chased from the left half to the right half, and the running distance was exaggerated, and it was the kind of uninterrupted variable speed running.

If it were someone else, he would have been exhausted by this time, but Yi Le could still persist, but it also consumed a lot of his energy.

Boom boom boom! !

Yi Le supported his knees, gasping for breath.

The beating of the heart was frantic, the burning pain in the respiratory tract, and the legs were as heavy as lead.

He knew he was reaching his limit.

Yi Le kept taking deep breaths, adjusted his heart rate, and looked up at the time at the same time.

89 minutes.

There are still four minutes, and they only need to defend for four minutes, and they can win.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi also looked up at the time.

Four minutes!

Zheng Zhi frowned. Although it was only four minutes, it was extremely easy for the Chinese team at this time.

No one can guarantee whether they can last for four minutes.

Even Zheng Zhi didn't have the confidence in his heart.

But even so, you can't give up, and you must not make mistakes!

Zheng Zhigang wanted to remind his teammates around him, but suddenly his pupils shrank.

 …

Denmark suddenly started playing again on the right.

And Poulsen and Jorgensen switched positions, the big man Poulsen went straight into the middle, and Jorgensen made a breakthrough on the side.

The intention of this position change is obvious. Denmark is going to fight in the air. Relying on Poulsen's height advantage, they want to place their final bet on Poulsen.

Denmark began to make frequent crosses, and Poulsen, Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng frequently took off.

Under the exhaustion of physical energy, this kind of beating consumes the little remaining physical energy even more violently.

Every time, Zhang Linpeng and Feng Xiaoting took off with bites, several times they couldn't even jump.

On the other hand, Poulsen's side was much easier. His take-off height was not high, and he didn't use all his strength.

He has to find a good opportunity to complete the take-off at the most critical moment.

While running, Poulsen observed Feng Xiaoting beside him. He saw Feng Xiaoting's movements slowed down, which made him think to himself: Here comes the opportunity!

Poulsen decisively raised his hand for the ball.

Jorgensen saw this scene, and after pulling the ball horizontally, a cross was passed.

Unlike before, the height of this ball is very high.

Poulsen, Feng Xiaoting, and Zhang Linpeng are all stuck in their positions, ready to take off.

All three are looking for the best take-off point.

They looked up at the ball, counting in their hearts.

three!

two!

one!

jump up! !

Just when he was about to take off, Feng Xiaoting's expression suddenly changed, his whole body sank, he didn't complete the take-off movement while squatting halfway, but sat down straight.

"Oops! Feng Xiaoting couldn't jump up!"

The narrator shouted anxiously.

Poulsen was ecstatic when he saw this scene.

Zhang Linpeng's face also changed drastically, the current situation is very bad, from double-teaming with Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng to single-handedly.

But Zhang Linpeng has no advantage in the air battle against the 190-foot Poulsen.

what to do?

Zhang Linpeng made a decision between lightning and flint.

I saw his entire upper body turning in the air, raising his elbow and hitting him horizontally.

The strength was not great, but Poulsen still let out a scream.

Ah~~~~~~! !

"Foul!! Penalty!!"

The Danish fans at the scene shouted loudly.

The referee also ran over quickly, and he showed a yellow card to the silent Zhang Linpeng.

In fact, this action is likely to get a red card, but the referee showed mercy.

"Zhang Linpeng fouled!"

It was quiet in the commentary booth.

All three of them knew that Zhang Linpeng had no choice but to score a goal or take a penalty for this foul.

From the perspective of opportunity, the latter is obviously better.

But Zhang Linpeng chose to sacrifice herself to save a slight chance.

"He has reached his limit." Sun Jihai also said with a frown.

Now the question comes to the Chinese team again, whether it can save this penalty.

 …

Goalkeeper Yan Junling stepped forward and patted Zhang Linpeng on the shoulder, then returned to the goal silently.

The other team members, including Yi Le, went to pat their shoulders to comfort them.

In fact, they understood that Zhang Linpeng really tried her best.

The crowd came to the penalty area line, and now they had no choice but to believe that Yan Junling could save the penalty.

Denmark negotiated and finally sent Eriksson to take the penalty.

Seeing Eriksson approaching, Yi Le thought for a while, then ran straight to Yan Junling's direction, and then whispered something in his ear.

After Yi Le came back, Hao Junmin asked with a puzzled look, "What did you tell him?"

"I said, come on!"

Hao Junmin: "???"

"He is putting pressure on Eriksson!" Zheng Zhi got to the point.

Yi Le suppressed Eriksson in the whole game, which was a nightmare in itself, and at the critical moment, Yi Le ran to the goalkeeper and told him in his ear.

These actions will confuse Eriksson's thinking and put pressure on him in different directions.

Yi Le didn't know if these little tricks were useful, but at least he could be more sure.

But Yi Le didn't know that Eriksson was completely messed up at this time.

When he saw Yi Le, his heart sank, and then his head was full of one thought.

What did Yi tell the goalkeeper? ! !

How should I play this ball?

Eriksson is good at shooting from the lower left corner, but Yi Le's actions made him afraid to kick from this angle.

Yi Le until Eriksson is good at the field, this guy definitely told the Chinese goalkeeper this.

Eriksson decided to change the routine.

He looked at the goal, and Yan Junling had already started horizontally, with his hands up and down, completely unable to judge the goalkeeper's thoughts.

FXXK! !

Eriksen decided not to look at the goalkeeper, out of sight out of mind.

Accompanied by a whistle.

Eriksson started running, and suddenly he saw Yan Junling stepping slightly to the left, Eriksson's eyes lit up.

I know it!

He raised his legs high, then lowered them slowly, rubbing his feet.

A spoon penalty!

However, the next second he was completely stunned.

Yan Junling suffocated suddenly when he was throwing sideways, and suddenly pulled his body back, just waiting for the ball quietly.

Then... hugged the ball into his arms.

"Yan Junling!!!!!!"

"Hold it!!!"

The three commentators shouted excitedly, the feeling of escape from death made their adrenaline secrete crazily.

In the stands, the Chinese fans were also cheering.

The Danish fans held their heads in disbelief.

This is the last chance, and they failed to grasp it!

Eriksson missed a penalty!

How familiar is this scene.

In the first round of the World Cup group stage, Argentina VS Iceland, Messi also failed to score a scoop, and the same is true for Eriksson now.

In this World Cup, the spoon penalty does not seem to be a good choice!

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