green waist king

Chapter 461 Sly and cunning silver fox!
On the court, the captains of both sides came to the referee to challenge the side.

The official starting lineups of the Chinese team and the Peruvian team are also given in due course.

China: (4231)

Goalkeeper: Yan Junling
Defenders: Zhang Linpeng, Feng Xiaoting, Mei Fang, Jiang Zhipeng

Back midfielder: Zheng Zhi, Wu Xi
Front midfielder: Wu Lei, Mo Yang, Hao Junmin
Forward: Bai Lele
Seeing the lineup of the Chinese team, Zhang Lu and others were shocked immediately. He Wei said: "Lipi changed the formation. Although the players have not changed, but the formation is 4231. I don't know how to play it?"

Peru: (4231)

Forward: Paulo Guerrero
Attacking midfielders: Flores, Cueva, Carrillo
Defenders: Jotun, Tapia

Defenders: Trauko, Rodriguez, Christian Ramos, Advincula
Goalkeeper: Calais
"For Peru, their top star Farfan was injured during training, so Guerrero is the striker for this game."

"Peru is ranked 4231, but in fact they mainly play 442!" Zhang Lu continued, "Peru has the unique aggressiveness and excellent foot skills unique to South American football, and their style of play is mainly based on short passes on the ground. .”

"Yes!" Zhan Jun nodded, "Although the Peruvian players are not tall, they are very physically fit and very good at offense, especially their defense, which is very oppressive. Even French coach Didier Deschamps told the media Admit that this style of play in Peru is very difficult to deal with!"

"Beep..."

BJ time 22:[-] sharp!

17:[-] Moscow time!

With the whistle of the referee Kalachev, the life-and-death battle between the Chinese team and the Peruvian team officially started.

"CCTV! CCTV..."

However, not long after the game started, seeing the posture of the Chinese team on the field, Gareca, the head coach of the Peruvian team who was sitting on the coaching bench with his legs crossed, jumped up, hit his head on the roof, and then covered his head Rushing to the coaching area, he looked like he was jumping with anger.

"Fake! Damn Silver Fox!!!" Looking at the offensive Chinese team on the field, Gareca cursed, he was tricked!

On the court, the formation of the Chinese team did not retreat to their own half like in the previous two games, but the army pressed forward, and they directly fought with Peru in the midfield.

This sudden change made the Peruvian players very uncomfortable at first, but soon the characteristics of the South American team were revealed, frequently picking the ball out through small-scale short passes.

Mo Yang saw that the effect of pressing was gradually getting worse, so he quickly intervened, directing Zheng Zhi and others to block the pass line in the middle.

The effect is very good!

Under the command of Mo Yangman's attribute vision, the Chinese team quickly worked together in the midfield to drive Peru's offense to both sides.

During this period of time, Peru, through the link of the midfield and the backcourt, continuously transferred the ball on the two sides to seek opportunities to attack.

At 4 minutes and 28 seconds of the game, Peru suddenly launched a strong attack on the center line on the left.

Left back Trauko, midfielder Jordon, and left center back Rodriguez are in a triangle position.

Rodriguez pushed the ball to Trauko on the left front of the center line.

Trauko received the ball and turned around. Seeing Wu Lei approaching quickly, he was about to push Yodun who came over to meet him in the middle, when he saw Mo Yang suddenly appearing on the passing line. He had no choice but to pass back to Rodri Gus.

After the infiltration failed, the three of Rodriguez retreated a few meters as a whole.

Mo Yang was always stuck in the middle of Trauko and Jotun. Seeing Rodriguez smashing the ball facing the middle and Trauko facing the wing again, Mo Yang half-turned and looked at Wu Lei, and found that this guy didn't Followed up and stared at Trauko, Mo Yang suddenly shouted, "Follow him!!"

Wu Lei was taken aback and rushed towards Trauko quickly, but it was too late.

Trauko rushed ahead of Wu Lei and quickly sent the ball forward.

The ball jumped from Wu Lei's right side to behind him, and went straight to the sidewalk, where the Peruvian left midfielder Flores was unmarked.

When Flores saw the ball coming, he immediately turned to the left and faced the center. He had observed in advance and found that Carrillo on the right side of the half was already in place, and he could quickly start the attack as soon as the ball passed.

But the moment he stopped the ball and was about to take a kick, a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and he directly poked the ball away.

"Beautiful! Zhang Linpeng's grab is very timely this time!"

"A chance to fight back!!!"

"The ball came to Mo Yang's feet!!"

In the commentary stand, seeing Zhang Linpeng's successful grab this time, the four of He Wei immediately became excited.

On the court, Zhang Linpeng stabbed the ball towards Mo Yang, and the ball was very fast.

Mo Yang, who was turning around and running back, saw the ball jumping towards him, so he stopped immediately.

At the same time, Trauko and Jotun, standing on the left and right in front of Moyang, also quickly completed their turns.

In the vision of Trauko and Jotun, Moyang will definitely stop the ball and then turn around and take it by himself, waiting for other Chinese players to get in.

However, at the moment when Trauko and Jotun were about to follow Gareca's pre-match arrangement to pinch Moyang from left to right, they saw Moyang's raised right foot rub against the bottom of the ball.

Immediately, Trauko and Jotun were dumbfounded. They watched the ball change direction slightly, and rolled directly in front of Bai Lele on the arc in the middle circle behind Moyang's right.

On the arc in the middle circle on the right, Bai Lele immediately picked up the speed and chased the ball.

At the same time, Mo Yang, who had passed the ball, also turned around and quickly advanced straight to help Bai Lele contain Rodriguez, who was retreating to the right rib area.

"Good opportunity! Three on three!"

"Wu Lei on the right is also cutting in at high speed along the sideline!"

"Foul Demon King! Duck the Duck!!"

"Foul Demon King! Duck the Duck!!"

"..."

Not only He Wei and others shouted out excitedly, but the Chinese fans in the surrounding stands also cheered.

On the field, Bai Lele's first touch was very subtle. It not only made another Peruvian central defender Christian, who was rushing across the left half to the center, afraid to attack, but also allowed him to increase his speed. .

Seeing that Bai Lele and Christian were about to collide head-on before the top of the arc.

Seeing that Bai Lele's speed had slowed down a bit, Christian was relieved. He finally caught up. From now on, he just needs to block this kid at the front of the arc and wait for his teammates to come back.

But before Christian could catch his breath, he saw Bai Lele, who was running, suddenly knocked the ball to the left with his right foot, and then accelerated again. The soaring speed nearly suffocated him.

By the time Christian finished turning around, Bai Lele had already rushed past him, got the ball at the top of the arc on the left, and rushed into the penalty area without even giving him a chance to foul.

On the left side of the penalty spot, Bai Lele, who was facing the Peruvian goalkeeper Calaisai, directly raised his left foot and pushed to the lower right corner of the goal.

But the moment he touched the ball, he felt hit by someone on the left rear.

"oops!"

"Oops!!"

Explaining the stand, seeing Bai Lele's push and shot rubbing against the pillars and rolling out of the bottom line, He Wei and the others jumped in annoyance.

"Tsk tsk, the Peruvian right defender Advinkula is really fast. If he hadn't pushed from behind at the moment Lele shot, the goal would definitely have been scored!" He Wei said in a very regretful tone.

"But Lele's forced breakthrough this time is really clever! He made full use of Christian's slow turn and forced his way in from the opposite direction of Christian!" Fan Zhiyi applauded and laughed.

"Yes! The two central defenders of Peru, whether it is Christian or Rodriguez, have a common characteristic, that is, the defensive turn is slow!" Zhang Lu answered, "There is also Mo Yang who organized this time in the midfield. The attack is also very beautiful, this light touch is simply a stroke of magic."

"Moyang obviously saw through Peru's defensive strategy against him in this game. As long as he chooses to stop the ball just now, he will immediately be rushed to the front by the two midfielders who turned and retreated, Jotun and Tapia. Adding Trauko chasing behind Moyang, he will instantly fall into the triangular pocket double-team that Gareca set up for him."

"Yeah! That's why he didn't get the ball fortunately! It's a trick. His sudden touch not only gave Lele room to sprint, but also attracted Tapia and Jotun to his side. It's really smart!" Zhan Jun added. .

"Up to now, Lippi's tactical thinking has been very clear, that is to use offense instead of defense!" He Wei changed the subject.

Zhang Lu nodded, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Through the games against France and Denmark, Lippi's defensive counterattack has no secret at all!"

"He knew that the defensive counterattack tactics he built around Bai Lele and Mo Yang would definitely be targeted by Peru's head coach Gareca, so he simply did the opposite, using offense instead of defense! "

"Worthy of being the tactical master who once led Italy to win the World Cup! Sly and cunning!"

"Haha! Silver Fox! You're still called a fox if you're not cunning!" He Wei and the others laughed.

(End of this chapter)