Manchester United suffered another heavy blow in the posture of victory, and this blow did not slow down for a short time.

Not only did he fail to control the rhythm, but he even lost control of the midfield!

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer came on as a second striker, and did not replace Trezeguet in the front line, with Larsson alone at the front end.

Claude Makelle, Nedved and the retreating Ole Gunnar Solskjaer combined the wings from the middle to play a wonderful combination in succession, pressing Manchester United to the point of exhaustion.

Schneider picked up the ball from the flank, and Larsson cleverly nodded the ball forward, thinking it would go in, but Schmeichel made a world-class save and flew to block the ball off the line.

From a corner, Palister headed it clear and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, who ran out of the box, fired a shot just wide.

Millwall are on the offensive and Manchester United are in front of goal.

Ferguson couldn't sit still again, he walked to the sidelines, pointed loudly at the players and began to command.

Before Manchester United's spirit returned, Millwall was under the attack for a long time, and the sky lived up, and they were ahead again!

It's just a simple fit in the mid lane.

Nedved cut in quickly to Pire's pass and then to a retreating striker, but the striker who dropped back from the front line surprised the United defence: Larsson.

Bruce and Pallister were all focused on Larsson, between the lightning and flint, Larsson ran back, they were stunned for a moment, Larsson took the ball with his back and knocked on his heel, the ball rolled between Pallister and Bruce, and at the same time Ole Gunnar Solskjaer rushed into the box to meet the ball and pushed it, Schmeichel was so nervous that his two hands could not reach the posts on either side of the goal.

The ball hit the corner and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, who had finished the shot, was knocked to the ground by Bruce.

"Oh my God! How many goals will be scored in this game? In the seventy-third minute of the game, Millwall took the lead again! Larsson and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer completed the switch, Solskjaer, who had been playing the ball in the back, unexpectedly stepped forward in the box, and Larsson's drop-back ball caused a brief distraction in the Manchester United backline, and in this way, Manchester United were punished, Solskjaer, this is another impressive striker, he is very decisive and calm in the box, the ball does not look fast, but the angle is excellent, Schmeichel is too embarrassed today, this is not to blame, Millwall's goals are wonderful. ”

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer got up from the ground with a confident and happy smile on his baby's face, and like Aldridge on the sidelines, he raised his hands and clenched his fists like a declaration of victory!

Aldridge shook his fist with determination, and the goal was wonderful.

With the introduction of Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, Millwall's formation has changed, from 442 to 4231, with Solskjaer ambushing behind Larsson as a shadow striker, but more subtly he and Larsson can switch places and take the United defence off guard in a split second.

The old Scottish man was furious!

Ferguson blushed on the sidelines, his eyes roared at the players like knives, and the instructions of the big hand wave were very clear: attack! You me up!

With two goals conceded in the opening 12 minutes, United have nearly 80 minutes to go.

But now there are less than 20 minutes left in the game, and there is not much time left for Manchester United, especially after this conceded goal, many Manchester United players have a blank look on their faces, and they don't seem to know what to do next!

Fortunately, with Ferguson's influence on the sidelines, the players quickly woke up from their nightmares, and the Red Devils' blood boiled again.

Millwall fans in the stands sang and celebrated.

Who would dare to underestimate us?

What happened to Manchester United?

The lion is stepping on the Red Devils!

Aldridge's instructions to the team were simple, and like Ferguson, he did not hesitate to let the players continue to strengthen the attack!

The situation at this time is: whoever retreats will die!

Manchester United took half a step back when they were 3-2 up, and then it became 3-4 down!

The same is true for Millwall, Aldridge can't make the players shrink, this is not the Lion's Den, it's Manchester United's Old Trafford, it's the Red Devils' dream theater!

Here, the fighting power of the Red Devils should not be underestimated, they are the kings who dominate here, without the courage to kill the king, victory is out of reach!

The pace of the next game was even faster than before, the two sides opened up the momentum to play against each other, and almost every minute you could see a shot on goal, not that both teams did not defend, but in the fast tempo, both teams were good in passing and control, and the time required to complete an attack in a fast pace was only a dozen seconds.

Giggs was cut off, Nedved crossed the half with a long pass, Larsson chased after him, and there was a long-range shot from outside the penalty area, Schmeichel flew out to block the ball, and it was another world-class save!

Beckham's cross from the flank, Cole headed the ball back to Keane, who also fired a long-range shot just over the crossbar.

The two sides went back and forth, and the attack was thrilling, so that the audience held their breath and didn't dare to blink, for fear that there would be a goal in the next second.

David Beckham's threat down the right flank plummeted, with nothing more than a brainless cross, while Cole was clearly unlikely to receive the ball in the box and could not face the goal even if he had the chance.

Giggs, who had been entangled with Thuram throughout the game, began to drop back widely, and after receiving a pass from Bart, he began to dribble wildly, Schneider pressed on, Giggs cut inside, and then passed the ball to Keane, who was inserted.

Thuram blocked the line of the inward cut, Giggs folded the line and went down to the bottom, Keane passed diagonally to the bottom line, Giggs got the ball at the bottom successfully, Thuram was already in place, and he was about to force up to eat Giggs with his body, but Giggs was faster at his feet and crossed with his left foot!

Millwall were not afraid of crosses in front of goal, United did not have a strong centre-forward in the six-yard box, but Giggs's pass was sent to the outside of the box.

Makelele stared Keane to death, only to find that the ball was not flying towards Keane, and at the top of the arc, a figure appeared: Scholes!

Without waiting for the ball to fall, Scholes volleyed the ball into the goal, and it flew towards the goal with great momentum, and it was a bouncing ball!

The angle was not tricky, but after bouncing off goalkeeper Keller, he fell to the ground and the ball flew between his arms and into the net.

"Scholes! Paul Scholes saves Manchester United! In the 81st minute of the game, Manchester United equalized again, and it was now 4:4. Both managers' substitutions made a clear difference, and although Scholes was invisible most of the time, he replaced McClair, a striker, and Scholes was able to score a goal to prove his worth! ”

Old Trafford roared with joy, but the United players were not satisfied, holding the ball and running towards the centre circle.

A draw was not enough to make the Red Devils proud.

Aldrich scratched his head, a little helpless.

The pace of the game was unusually fast, whether the goal would happen or not, it was a question of inexplicability, and Millwall also had a couple of good chances but failed to take them, so it can only be said that United took their chances and got a good result in the process of counterattacking.

The players on both sides were already sweating, and the Millwall players wiped their sweat and gasped, and they didn't care after conceding the goal, without delaying time, and returned to half-time to set up and prepare for kick-off.

It's equalised, it doesn't matter, it's just another goal!

Aldridge didn't give the order to defend, so the players wouldn't have hesitated.

After kick-off, the two sides competed for each other and continued to attack at a high tempo.

At this moment, the players of the two teams are nervous, and no one dares to relax in the slightest.

As the minutes ticked by, and seeing that the game had reached 89 minutes and the score was still 4:4, Manchester United fans were helpless to find that a draw seemed acceptable.

Millwall's performance today was top-notch and it's hard to say what they would have achieved if they could maintain that level for a season.

Millwall organised another attack, with Thuram stepping forward and passing the ball to Nedved, who dropped back to take the ball and turned around to see Bart and Keane in front of him.

To whom will he pass it on?

Pire? Or Schneider?

Or directly to the striker in front?

Both defensive giants were anticipating Nedved's path to the ball.

However, after Nedved had room to start, he dribbled the ball and broke through the two from the front with a very fast speed!

Bart and Keane were both waiting for Nedved to pass the ball, but they didn't expect the Czech iron man to be unreasonably forced!

Keane turned around and tugged at Nedved's jersey, Bart put a shovel at his feet, and Nedved broke through between the two of them like a wild horse, and rode in the dust!

Keane and Bart were dumbfounded: It's been 90 minutes, it's still so fast, are you human?

Nedved dribbled forward with lightning speed, and the back four of United's defenders immediately retreated into the box, while Millwall's attacking line pressed forward into the box.

Nedved had been running wild since the acceleration began, without slowing down in the slightest, and in front of the penalty area he distributed the ball to Pire, who was close to the middle, and the opponent met the ball with a pick-up pass in the box, the ball just over the head of Bruce, and the United defenders kept an eye on Larsson, Ole Gunnar Solskjaer and Schneider in the box.

However, Nedved, who completed the pass, rushed into the box at no reduced speed, like a sharp knife cutting through United's defence.

Palister moved over to block Nedved, but he couldn't keep up and fell to the ground, and Bruce could only reach out to block Nedved who rushed by.

The galloping Nedved almost knocked Bruce's arm away with his body, jumped high, and headed the ball forward!

Flowing blonde hair flutters in the air, and the steely body gives the football a powerful force.

Schmeichel swooped for the near post, but his hand was wide of the air, and he closed his eyes in despair as he heard a name fall into the sky in the quiet Old Trafford stadium.

"Nedved! Nedved! Our lion king, Nedved! ”

The Lionroar fan group kept chanting Nedved's name.

The fighting spirit of the mad lion is bound to conquer the Dream Theater!

Nedved, the Iron Lion, stepped on the Red Devils to make a name for himself in Europa!