Chapter 270: A Chilling Crisis

Only 6 minutes into the second half, Zhuo Yang didn't have time to continue to adjust Marcelinho, suddenly, a huge roar broke out in the stands of Victor Stadium, and the whole stadium fell into a boil, and the volume decibels even exceeded the moment when Zhuo Yang scored in the first half.

At the Olympic Stadium in Munich, Stuttgart striker Saubić received an assist from Philippe Rahm in the fifth minute of the second half and scored a goal in the counterattack, and Bayern fell behind 0:1 at home.

With this scoreline, Madiburg will be three points ahead of Bayern Munich to win the title, which is crazy news. Bayern's opponent Stuttgart today is not bad, currently ranked fifth in the Bundesliga, and unlike the lack of major generals in the face of Madiburg two weeks ago, Stuttgart is full of players today, and it is clear that they want to fight Bayern to the death.

Bayern Munich is in big trouble, leading by a season only to be overtaken by the promoted horse at the last moment, how can it be embarrassing? Piggy Schweinsteiger tightened his forehead, and Barak glared.

From the bench to the VIP stands, the small area was full of celebrities who cheered and loved Madiburg, and the famous veterans who had a deep affection for Madiburg all returned today, such as the bantam Thomas Hasler, the Greek coach Kalit Zakis, and the East German Kustubernal, who wanted to witness the legendary moment with their own eyes.

Zhuo Yang on the field breathed a long sigh of relief, with the overall strength of Madiburg today, it is not difficult to maintain this victory, especially when the opponent's strongest attack point, Marcelinho, was choked by himself. Jurgen Klopp also breathed a sigh of relief from the field, except for Marcelinho, Hertha Berlin's attacking ability can be called weak, as long as they exchange midfield, victory is in hand.

In the following period, Zhuo Yang focused on defending in the midfield, and the most important thing was to take a one-goal lead and keep the opponent away from his own goal. Not to mention Marcelinho, Zhuo Yang did not leave any chances for Basturk and Kovacs.

The vast majority of the scramble took place between the midfielders of both sides, with neither creating too many chances, and the clock came to 67 minutes. Bayern were still 1-0 down, and a small atmosphere of celebration had begun on the bench in Madiburg, not to mention in the stands, where the singing and cheering never stopped.

Perhaps it was the moment of legend in sight, but the players on the field at Madiburg couldn't help but be a little distracted, to put it mildly, young, and even veterans like Cobra Ilier and Rock Dellas were a little distracted.

Zhirkov and Noindorf were in a match on the flank, and the ball was bumped into Basturk, and Zoyang grabbed two big strides to intercept the ball, and the ball changed course and went to Gilberto. The Brazilian was unguarded and Khedira was out of his place.

Gilberto da Silva, a full-back who has a razor-sharp attacking ability to break through with the Brazilian wing, was caught off guard by his two-step move that instantly disintegrated the back line of Madiburg.

Thankfully, there's also a David Lewis.

Seeing that Gilberto had entered the penalty area to face Handanovic head-on, pulling the bow and leading the huge shot angle in front of him, Ponpo made a decisive tackle from behind, and his right leg burst out from between Gilberto's legs, destroying the football out of the sideline without a single shot, neatly and categorically.

This is what sets Pompon apart from Rock Delas, he dares to put his feet down, and his speed and reflexes are superb. In the same situation, Dellas is basically helpless, and can only look forward to the goalkeeper's supernatural performance. Derras has few flaws in the frontal defense, but once the opponent breaks through and needs to chase back, there is no good way.

Bold and meticulous and skillful, so even if Peng Peng still has the impetuousness to rush forward, Klopp has always regarded Peng Peng as the preferred partner of the lion king Lao Song Hou Rock.

This dangerous situation also sounded the alarm bell for the whole team of Madipourg, anything can happen on the pitch, and it must not be ironclad until the last minute.

Uncle Scum began to make adjustments, and finally it was time for the regular combing. With Prows replacing veteran Ilier and a defensive midfielder replacing a striker, Jurgen Klopp will have to put the decisive victory in midfield. Ackerman, who was almost incapable in attack but more brilliant defensively, also came on as he replaced right-back Chai Zepek, who broke through the Meteor Lightning down the wing.

As a result of this adjustment, Madiburg's defence has become more solid, and it is itself the team that concedes the fewest goals in the Bundesliga in the second half of the season, and Hertha Berlin will find it difficult to make a difference in this situation.

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Zhuo Yang crossed his hands and looked at the surrounding stands, the faces of every fan were full of excitement and madness, and he looked at the bench again, some of his teammates were already jumping and jumping. Zhuo Yang looked at Cobra Ilier and Proys, who were hugging each other on the sidelines, and he looked at Ackerman, who ran into the field, leaned over and touched the turf, and then habitually drew a cross prayer on his chest.

- I'm about to lead this team to the greatest miracle in football history!

- Piglet must be disappointed, and Barak must be disappointed. But, I'm sorry, I beat you!

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang suddenly had a crisis, and a shuddering feeling suddenly hit, and the hairs on his back suddenly rose. He didn't know where this crisis was coming from, but the sudden sense of danger was very clear.

He hurriedly looked around again, everything was normal, nothing was the same, but the sense of crisis was getting stronger and stronger, and the lingering chill was getting stronger.

Zhuo Yang could see the excitement on everyone's faces, and saw them singing with their mouths wide open, but he couldn't hear their voices. In Zhuo Yang's world, the entire stadium was silent, and the silence was audible. The half-full first quarter moon hung over the court, and the bright lights made the turf as bright as day, but the early summer night was full of cold, and Zhuo Yang felt fear.

"Attack! Offensive! ”

"Pull it away, stick it up!"

Zhuo Yang kept calling his teammates on the field, and he was very anxious. His command is obviously contrary to Uncle Scum's tactical arrangement at this time, Klopp needs to seek stability, but Zhuo Yang only wants to score.

"Don't recycle! Press on! Press on!! ”

The teammates are a little confused, the team at this time from personnel to formation, is a standardized defensive counterattack equipment, not suitable for strong attack and victory, and the situation at this time does not need to take risks to attack. But Zhuo Yang's command on the field can't help but listen, and everyone must carry out all offense and defense around him.

Hertha Berlin couldn't move Madiburg, Madiburg was chaotic and hesitant between advance and retreat, and Zhuo Yang was shrouded in danger and became more and more anxious. The teammates were a little messy and began to be unreliable, so Zhuo Yang decided to come by himself.

Staring at Marcelinho, Zhuo Yang's eyes became bloodthirsty and fierce from the previous ridicule, and he wanted to continue to destroy the cuckold king in front of him.