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Volume 4 London, the Legend Begins Chapter 42 Dark Horse vs. Dark Horse (End)

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    At this time, Anderson was still desperately retreating, rushing towards the ball desperately, his eyes full of despair, he was far away, the ball was about to be scored, who else could save the goal he was guarding at this time.

    No.9!  A player wearing No. 9 appeared in the path of the ball, Thomason!  The spiritual pillar of the Danish team stood up at the most dangerous moment. Before he could make any defensive moves, Thomason directly faced him with his body. After the contact between his body and the ball, there was a muffled sound and it bounced back to the right side of the goal.  On the side, Agger kicked out of the sideline.  .

    "Bah bang bang" After a few seconds of silence, the stands were filled with applause. Whether it was Slovak fans, Danish fans, or others, they all stood up and applauded, thanking Vitek for his wonderful shot and thanking Thomas.  Masson's wonderful defense.  The score remained at 1:1, despite the rising morale this time it was the Danish team.

    Qin Tian had already jumped on Thomason's back, cheering wildly. Other players also gathered around. Some patted Thomason on the shoulder, some hugged him. Everyone thanked this player in their own way.  All the efforts of the veteran.

    At this time, there are only about five minutes left before the end of the game plus stoppage time. Looking at Slovakia's full defense posture, which is ready to prepare for overtime, no one will believe that the Danish team can defend in 90 minutes.  The battle has been resolved, not to mention that his physical fitness can still sustain the final high-intensity attack?

    The tenacious fighting spirit of both sides also infected the fans in the stands. Everyone shouted at the top of their lungs, "Come on"

    The game restarted, and the Slovak team threw a sideline ball. The quality was not high, and it could even be said that it was unintentional to attack. The ball was easily intercepted by Agger.  He kicked the ball to Paulson. Possibly because of Paulson's decline in physical fitness, the ball that was supposed to be passed to Qin Tian was intercepted by Wittek.

    However, when the Danish players retreated, Vitek, who was about to attack with the ball, suddenly fell to the court, looking very uncomfortable. Some impatient fans thought that the opponent was delaying time.  Noisy.  However, Qin Tian, ??who was close, could see that the shot taken by Vitek just now consumed too much, and it was normal and helpless for him to suddenly feel uncomfortable now.

    Fortunately, Vitek suddenly showed symptoms, otherwise Paulson's mistake might have ruined the Danish team's last chance to attack.  The Slovak team decisively chose to make substitutions and replaced Vitek with Sapara, which wasted some time and officially dragged the game into stoppage time.

    Fortunately, due to the fierce competition and many fouls, which delayed a lot of time, the stoppage time was also relatively long, as long as 4 minutes. This is undoubtedly good news for the Danish team. At least 4 minutes is enough.  A miracle was born.

    Slovakia took a free kick and did not knock it directly into the Danish team's penalty area. Instead, it tactically handed it over to a player at close range in an attempt to waste time with a short pass and kick and drag the game to the end, but like this  The reverse kick is a double-edged sword. For the anxious Danish players, as long as they grab it, it is the best opportunity.

    He spared no effort to intercept and run, and finally in the second minute of stoppage time, Thomason tried his best to cut the ball from Weiss's feet with a falling tackle, and then handed it to  Qin Tian followed up and passed the ball directly towards the goal without wasting any time.

    At that position, Grenchar, who was running desperately, had already reached it, and then lightly padded it with the arch of his foot. The ball just passed over Jakubko, who was coming to defend, and continued to fly towards the penalty area.  In the crowd, Bendtner raised the ball high, as did goalkeeper Mucha. The two bodies collided in the air, but Bendtner still hit the ball.

    The ball flew past goalkeeper Mucha's ear and went straight to the goal. The "boom" sound was not a big muffled sound. In the hearts of the Danish players, it was as uncomfortable as a heavy hammer, but in the ears of the Slovak players, it was as painful as a heavy hammer.  Just like Xianle, the ball that was supposed to be scored hit the crossbar and bounced into the penalty area.

    Before the fallen Mucha had time to grab the ball, his teammate Julica was already one step ahead and controlled the ball under his feet before the Danish players could grab the ball, and then kicked it out, but Julica had no chance.  What he didn't expect was that his teammates reacted quickly, and Shktel also rushed over. Zhulica's ball hit Shktel's chest directly and bounced towards the goal.

    An oolong?  The faces of Shktel and Zhulica changed instantly, but God really likes to joke sometimes. The ball that bounced towards the goal was once again blocked by a figure that came from nowhere. Bente  Na!  This big Danish boy no longer knew how to describe his mood at the moment. He almost wanted to commit suicide. He actually acted asThe goalkeeper of the opponent's goal!

    "I&%£¤", everyone including Qin Tian couldn't help but swear when they saw this scene. Do you have to play tricks on people like this?  At this time, Mucha had already firmly grasped the ball, and after taking a small turn, he kicked the ball to Stoch on the wing with a big foot.

    Stoch took the ball and was about to drive forward in an attempt to continue wasting time. Anyway, there was less than two minutes left before the end of the game. If you can waste a while, count it as a while.  But accidents happened one after another, and Stoch's kick was flawed. This situation may not happen to professional players even if they have kicked 100 kicks, but it happened at such a critical moment.

    The ball was kicked directly to Paulson. Paulson was obviously knocked unconscious by this unexpected gift. Regardless of whether there was anyone in front of him, it was a powerful shot. This action was quite chic, elegant and powerful.  It is heavy, and the accuracy of the random kick is also quite high.

    With a "pop" sound, the ball lifted up a huge bag from the net like a shooting star, and then fell into the goal, beating up and down with "bang bang bang"

    Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, the stadium was eerily quiet, and then there was a wave of cheers like a mountain falling apart. Paulson, who didn't know what happened or that he had created a miracle, looked like a fool.  He stood in the same place until he was knocked down by one, two, three teammates and pressed hard on him, and then he grinned.

    The "beep" whistle sounded, not that the game was over, but that the goal was valid. 2:1, the Danish team struggled to overtake the score.

    There are crazy cheers in my ears. It is not easy to enter the top eight. It is not only a matter of skill, but also a matter of luck.

    The game is over and everything is a foregone conclusion. Many Slovak players are crying. There is nothing better than this.  The score gap in this game has fully demonstrated the strength gap between the two sides. It can be said that this duel between dark horses is full of drama and twists and turns. Both sides have opportunities, and it depends on who can seize which opportunity.  Obviously the Danish team had the last laugh, which made the Danish players on the field also cry with joy.

    Paulsen, who scored a golden goal at the last moment of the game, smiled like a big fool. It can be said that he single-handedly pulled the Danish team back to the shore. Of course, he is the darling of various media.  He was surrounded by reporters.  Fortunately, Paulson is not a newbie. As a strong player of Juventus, he is already very experienced in such battles.  The other player surrounded by many reporters was of course Qin Tian.

    Qin Tian was sweating profusely after dealing with the reporters. At this time, most of the Danish players had returned to the locker room, but there was still one person left on the court, and that was Thomasson.

    "Thank you, Qin." Thomason and Qin Tian hugged. This is the veteran's last World Cup. If the two sides reach overtime today, it's really hard to say who will win and who will lose.  And once the Danish team loses, the veteran's World Cup dream ends.

    Qin Tian didn't say anything. He is also a player and understands the players' desire for the World Cup. What's more, the two are teammates, and Qin Tian is Thomasson's junior and the former captain of the Danish team. There are many words that cannot be said.  There are many things that need to be said, and there are many things that don¡¯t need to be said, and nothing is said.

    When Qin Tian and Thomason returned to the locker room together, they were greeted by splashes of champagne, which chilled the two of them.  Looking at Paulson who had already fallen asleep in the middle of the locker room, Qin Tian and Thomason looked at each other helplessly and smiled.  Sure enough, this is the greatest appreciation received by those who have made contributions to the team.

    At this moment, no one is willing to sit on the bench honestly. Everyone is shirtless, some are waving their jerseys, some are wearing towels, some are even running in just a pair of underwear, and some are scurrying up and down like frogs.  Come on, Bendtner was already standing on the highest table in the room, slapping his chest and mumbling what he was talking about.

    "Haha, Qin, Thomason, you are here." Romedal looked like he had just been fished out of the wine cellar. His whole body had been baptized by champagne. When he saw Qin Tian and Thomason, he  He wiped his face and said, "Brothers, the protagonist is here, come on."

    Before Qin Tian and Thomason could wipe off the champagne that had just been sprayed on their faces, a bigger wave of wine was poured over them, making the two of them even more embarrassed. A group of people laughed and enjoyed the victory to their heart's content.  of joy.  Qin Tian was not an honest master. He immediately rushed to the table, picked up a bottle of wine and started to fight back. However, he obviously underestimated the advantage of large numbers of people. There is great power in large numbers. It is an eternal truth, and he would end up being beaten by several people.  A big man from Northern Europe suppressed him and sprayed more wine towards Qin Tian.

    "Yeah, it seems I came at the wrong time." The door to the locker room opened, and MichelleAfter he came up with his head and saw poor Qin Tian, ??he immediately wanted to run away, but Thomason, who had quick eyes and quick hands, had already pulled Michelle into the locker room, "Hey, don't even think about running away, brothers, say hello."

    Poor Michel Laudrup

    "Okay, boys, you" The next person who came in was Olsen. He saw the mess in the locker room, and he didn't know whether his expression should be serious or funny, but before he could finish his words, "pop", a bottle of wine  He fell down and was drenched by the old handsome man. Who was so bold, of course it was only Michelle.

    Olson couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed. Seeing him smiling, all the players also laughed, "Okay, okay, I know everyone usually holds back a lot of 'hate', the celebration is over.  , everyone, hurry up and take a hot bath, this is South Africa, it¡¯s winter! But it¡¯s easy to catch a cold. If anyone catches a cold, the next game"

    "Nicholas, don't compete with me for that nozzle."

    "Go, I'm close, okay."

    "Damn it, who is afraid of whom?"

    Seeing a wave of people pouring into the bathroom, Olson laughed. When everyone put on clean clothes and stood in front of him, Olson gave the final instructions for the night, "Okay, let's play the game."  Well done, you have won an important victory, great. So tonight belongs to you, relax and unwind. We will gather at 3pm tomorrow. I hope no one will be late. After all, the game is not over. If you don¡¯t want to become a Slovak,  Just don¡¯t relax the string in your mind.¡±

    "I understand, boss."

    "Very good, dismissed."

    ?????????????This game is not easy, and the players really need to relax.

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