World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 91 Entrusted with an important task
After Zhang Yanhua scored the goal, the players fought hard.

During stoppage time in the first half, Saburo Wu Chengying tried his best to block the South African defender's tackle in front of the opponent's baseline with his legs.

Seeing the opposing defender's shovel went out of bounds, Wu Chengying gritted her teeth, but didn't let herself fall to the ground.

The referee held the whistle and did not call a foul.

Looking up at the middle, Wu Chengying swung his legs on the spot and kicked a pass.

The quality of this cross is not high.

Veteran Li Bing projected his body like a cannonball.

Even so, it still didn't hit the ball.

As soon as Li Bing's body fell to the ground, Yang Chen, who stepped forward to fight, collided with the opponent's central defender. No one got the first point of the South African defender's clearance.

Although this is in front of their own penalty area, the South African players still spent a lot of effort to grab the second point.

After finally squeezing Shen Si to get the ball, the referee's whistle blew.

"The first half is over."

"The current score on the field is 1 to 2, and the Chinese team is temporarily behind by one goal."

"Okay, let's return the broadcast signal to the studio."

In the locker room of the Chinese team, except for Sun Jihai and Ou Chuliang, the other starters all slumped on their chairs, struggling to breathe.

Although out of breath, the mental state of the team members is extremely full.

"This gang of big bosses is really fierce! I can't hold it back even if I try my best!"

"Yeah, he runs like a donkey, who dares to stop him?"

"But so what? Isn't it scored by us?"

"Haha, they probably recognized Heizi as a teammate at that time, so they didn't leak anyone."

"Heizi, you have to treat me later!"

Zhang Yanhua's face darkened.

No matter how black I am, I can't be as black as Africans, right?

Looking at this group of players who are about to run out of energy, Zeng Zheng is filled with emotion.

He didn't have much confidence in this game.

Let the players pick up the kicks they are good at, and also want them to fully show themselves in the last group match of the World Cup.

But I didn't expect the team members to fight so hard.

Not only did he fight, but he scored a goal.

This goal also completely changed Zeng Zheng's view of the game.

You know, this is a point recovered from a 0-2 deficit!
The bruise on Zhang Yanhua's face reminded everyone all the time - this ball was brought back by Zhang Heizi with his life.

Since the team members are already desperate, if I don't show some real skills, I will be so sorry to everyone.

"Cough cough cough, everyone be quiet, be quiet." Zeng Zheng walked forward with a pen in hand.

"In the second half, we can't play like this anymore."

"Actively fighting is a good thing, but it also depends on the occasion and location."

"Brainless steals like headless flies have no meaning other than wasting physical energy."

After speaking, Zeng Zheng took out his pen and began to draw on the small blackboard.

"In these 15 minutes, I will tell you how we will play the defensive counterattack in the second half."

The blackboard is the pitch, and Zeng Zheng replaced the players on both sides with triangles and circles.

"Let's talk about defense first."

"The No. 17 forward McCarthy, have you seen his one-handedness? His activity area is generally here."

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng drew a triangle in front of Xu Hong.

"Alone, he can attract two or three of our defenders."

"And then there's their No. 9 Bartlett, who obviously has the freedom to play in different areas."

"We have to be careful with this player of theirs when he moves up the pitch!"

As he said that, Zeng Zheng drew an arrow in the triangle below and pushed him directly to the backcourt of the circle.

"This 21 Isa is the player that South Africa often plays in."

"As soon as he runs here, he can pose a great threat to our penalty area, which is also their usual offensive tactic in the first half."

"Look, as soon as Bartlett moved between our midfield and the back, the No. 21 Issa would go forward on the right."

"At this time, left back Wu Chengying, all you have to do is to follow Bartlett closely."

"When Wu Chengying is taken away, Shensi, you have to come back to fill the position and temporarily assume the duties of left back."

"I only have one request, that fellow Bartlett must not be allowed to come to this area without any pressure."

Saying that, Zeng Zheng drew a big circle between his defender and midfielder.

"Ma Mingyu, I need you to completely control your defense zone at this time, and you have to keep in touch with the left back at all times!"

"We don't have to defend man-to-man."

"Just keeping their playmaker No. 9 in this area is like sending him to jail."

"Wu Chengying, Ma Mingyu, Shen Si, Yu Genwei, Xu Hong... You guys can respond quickly and guard any area that No. 9 can reach."

Looking at the scattered arrows in the circle, the brains of the players whose names were named raced rapidly, recalling every bit of the field.

"If that No. 9 runs to our right, then you have to follow Ma Mingyu immediately."

"At the same time, Yu Genwei, you must retreat to defend."

"At critical times, Yang Chen, you have to come back."

"As long as this No. 9 is restricted and the opponent's right-hand forward route is blocked, most of the opponent's attacks will end without a problem."

"As for this McCarthy, it's just an isolated island hanging overseas, so there's no basis for it."

After cooperating with Zeng Zheng for so long, it was the first time for Jin Chi and the two of them to see Zeng Zheng explain tactics.

As Zeng Zheng went deeper, the circles and triangles on the blackboard seemed to come alive, and the two South African goals gradually became clear.

"Just for these 45 minutes, Xiao Zeng observed it really carefully!" Jin Zhiyang said in a low voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you can clearly see the color of his underwear." Chi Shangbin also nodded.

After talking about how to defend, Zeng Zheng went on to explain how to attack.

"Their two full-backs like to run in and there's a lot of space on the sides."

"That's why I asked you to play long balls."

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng wiped the blackboard clean, and drew another offensive formation diagram.

"The key to this is that our compressed defensive formation in the middle must quickly switch to an attacking formation that attacks the space on both sides of the opponent at the moment of transition from defense to offense."

"In addition to widening the field of vision for the pass, I only ask for a little bit, and hit them behind!"

"In this case, we have to have players ready to go forward and play behind their two full-backs."

"Don't you all like to rush to the side?"

"We must be more active now!"

"First of all, Yang Chen, you have to move to the side and lean behind the other party, such as here."

In South Africa's left backcourt, Zeng Zheng drew a big circle.

"Now that Yang Chen is on the sidelines, who will go to the middle?"

Everyone looked at Li Bing.

He is the No.2 striker in the team.

But what Zeng Zheng said next completely overturned their cognition.

"If you want to fight with each other, this is the key!"

"Whoever will plug in and who will retreat in South Africa depends on who of you has the ability to rush here in the first time."

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng drew a big circle in the restricted area in South Africa.

"The real defensive counterattack is to create a scene where you play more and play less in this area."

"Sun Jihai!"

"Here!" Sun Jihai, who was called suddenly, subconsciously responded.

"I don't care where you were when you were defending before, but at the moment when you turn from offense to defense, as long as you see that we have a forward pulling the side, I ask you to rush here as soon as possible."

As he said that, Zeng Zheng poked hard at the opponent's penalty spot.

The sound of the tip of the pen poking on the blackboard shocked the hearts of all the international players.

They never imagined that Zeng Zheng's first choice to outflank the team turned out to be right back Sun Jihai.

"Our lineup today is not 532, but 352."

Zeng Zheng explained, "It is because you may not be able to get here in the first time, so I moved your position forward."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng scanned the other international players.

"You can't just watch when the time comes."

"More support is needed here, otherwise how can we play fast break? How can we play more and less?"

"I request that besides Sun Jihai, at least two or three other players should join in in time."

"Li Bing takes a seat by himself, and Yu Genwei or Shensi, at least one of you will run forward immediately."

"Whoever can't run, tell me as soon as possible, I'll change to someone who can run."

"But you don't have to worry."

"Their guards No. 4 and No. 5 are not quick to turn around and react, and they cannot keep up with your speed."

Even so, everyone still hesitated.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, is it too risky and difficult for Sun Jihai to run to this position?" Chi Shangbin hesitated.

"Embarrassing him?" Zeng Zheng rolled his eyes, "Sun Jihai, do you find it embarrassing?"

Sun Jihai, who was looking at the blackboard seriously, immediately stood up and shook his head.

"If it wasn't for me making long passes, it should be fine to get there."

"Look, as long as Sun Jihai is fine, then South Africa is the one with problems." Zeng Zheng spread his hands.

"I can assure you."

"No one on the other side would have expected that Sun Jihai would appear there when we counterattacked."

(End of this chapter)