Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 125 Is it Niang or Niang again!

side of the field.

Allegri stroked the little hair left, trembling with excitement, "I never thought of such a simple solution!"

"Stable!"

Tassotti was a little puzzled, he had already seen it, isn't this also an old tactic back then?

It's just that the core figure at the time was Baresi
The other side.

Wenger's expression was unusually dignified.

There is a way.
Back on the field.

Cazorla had no choice but to pass back.

Arsenal's offensive stalled.

"Milan's formation is switched again!"

"Extremely disciplined!"

Arteta glanced at the LED sign on the sidelines and understood that there was not much time left for Arsenal, and the pace must be accelerated.

No matter how fast you command, it will take time for feedback to come out.

As long as the pace is fast enough, Qin Yun will never be able to react.

So move the ball forward quickly.
"Arsenal regrouped and launched a fierce offensive again!"

Continuous passing allows the football to span the entire pitch.

The Milan formation moved accordingly.

Qin Yun's brain was running fast, and the running positions of all the players were clearly presented in his mind.

Just after Chamberlain passed the ball to Cazorla.

It's now!

Qin Yun made a gesture.

Milan's defense instantly transformed into a diamond-shaped position.

Cazorla looked at the surrounded teammates and fell into hesitation again.

Er Gou stretched out his hands to ask for the ball. No matter what he said, he was also the most valuable person in the team. If he didn't stand up, he might be sprayed with blood after the game.

Cazorla understood and passed the ball directly.

Egou broke out with all his strength, resisting De Jong's back to catch the ball.

Then he kept moving, trying to turn around.

But before he could move, he found that the football under his feet had disappeared.

"Beautiful tackle, impeccable timing and angle!"

"When Milan is defending in the area, Qin Yun will wait for the opportunity to assist in the defense"

After the steal, Qin Yun dribbled the ball for two steps, and was assigned to the right side before Arteta intercepted it.

Muntari did not move forward after receiving the ball, but passed it out safely.

The football rolls to the right.

Abarth slipped forward, made a strong move, and began to sprint at high speed.

It's like a supercar speeding at the San Siro Stadium.

"In order for Arsenal to take advantage of the width of the field, both full-backs pressed forward. Especially Sagna, who frequently participated in the offense, caused his physical fitness to decline rapidly, and he lost his position!"

"Arsenal is in danger!"

Kaka bolted along the left.

Niang in the middle pesters Mertesacker.

Milan formed a short numerical advantage in the frontcourt.

When Qin Yun passed the ball, he directed all his teammates to press on.

This time we will completely beat Arsenal to the ground!

He didn't stop himself, striding forward.

All Arsenal retreated, gritting their teeth and frantically chasing back.

Mertesacker and Koscielny looked at each other, backed up in unison, making room for time.

30 meter area.

Abate slowly slowed down and looked up.

The ball must be passed as quickly as possible.

He now has three options.

First, a large scale shift to the left.

Second, pass to Niang in the middle.

third, come by yourself
The time for thinking was very fast, and Abate adjusted his body shape and made a long pass.

“The quality is not very high.”

Chamberlain accurately predicted where the football would fall, and moved quickly.

But Kaka is faster.

In the previous defense, neither Kaka nor Niang participated.

Chamberlain, on the other hand, kept attacking Milan's defense.
In terms of physical fitness, it has a great advantage.

I can only watch Kaka come from behind and pass by him.

"Kaka rescued the football before it went out!"

"Strides!"

"Tore apart the opponent's left defense!"

Koscielny resolutely gave up Niang and went to defend.

It is self-evident who is more threatening.

Kaka wanted to create better chances, but Koscielny was too fast, and if he waited any longer, he would lose most of the passing space and angles.

At this moment, he can only trust his teammates.

Snapped!
The left foot shakes slightly.

The football rolled to the right!
Niang didn't need to make any adjustments, the pass was very comfortable.

Stop and go.

Go directly to the restricted area.

Simultaneously.

Mertesacker rushed over with a gnawing aura.

"In this game, Niang has not performed well yet, can he seize the opportunity?"

The scene like a lantern flashed quickly.

Camp Nou.
In the same situation, he pushed the far corner.
No sublimation of emotion, personal metamorphosis.
Niang made the same choice because it was the right one for him.

Cross-cut the arch of the right foot.

Send it hard!

boom!
"It's a bocce ball!"

The San Siro stadium was silent.

Everyone stood up nervously, wanting to see more clearly.

Fabianski wasn't too nervous, he could see Niang's movements clearly.

And the football doesn't roll that fast.

He reacts the quickest.

Use your legs and lunge sideways!
The whole person is extended to the extreme.

Allegri knelt on the sidelines, seemingly praying to God.

Wenger put his hands in his pockets, his expression like a deep lake.

Qin Yun stopped silently, his speed was too slow, and it was not his turn to pick up the leak.
For a brief moment.

Football comes to the door.

"The speed is not fast, the angle is very tricky!"

"Kicked at the post?"

Fabianski also noticed that his hands seemed a bit short.

clang!
Weakly falling to the ground, I heard a crisp sound, and my heart couldn't help but settle down.

goal post is fine
But then he heard deafening cheers.

Looking back in despair, he found the football lying quietly in the goal.

1:2! ! !

"Milan scored in the 83rd minute!"

"Nyon killed the game!"

Fabianski picked up the football, kicked it hard into the stands, and shouted at his teammates: "Why did you let him go?"

Koscielny was also very annoyed, and was held down by Arteta as soon as he wanted to refute.

"The game is not over, there is still a chance!"

But the rest of the Arsenal players were ashamed and unable to get any energy up.

Niang ran back excitedly and hugged Qin Yun.

"Come on, our team lacks strikers, and we must rotate after frequent games"

Qin Yun put on a look that you understand, thinking to give Balotelli some strength, don't be under too much pressure all day, it is not conducive to growth.

side of the field.

Tassotti helped Allegri up, he understood the mood of the other party.

Milan has not achieved results in the European war for too long, if it falls outside the quarterfinals again
No one can stop the big change.

The other side.

Wenger was silent, if he experienced the same thing frequently.

It also does not make people immune.

It will be more painful.
The game restarts.

San Siro has only one voice left.

“Forza Milan!!!”

“Forza Milan!!!”

“Forza Milan!!!”

Giroud rushed forward without looking back after the kick-off.

Milan also launched an iron-blooded defense.

The action is getting bigger and bigger.

As long as it can block the opponent's attack.

The game was cut into pieces.

Arsenal can't even form a complete pass and cut coordination.

(End of this chapter)