From the Country Team To the Rich

"Prevent that number 9!"

Akol Liyan roared angrily, his whole body trembling with tension.

He didn't know how many deadly saves he made. Without his saves, Liverpool would have been shot into a sieve.

"But we have to guard against the left wing!"

Lesco shouted.

Akol Liyan roared directly: "Who cares about the left winger, the most threatening thing now is that No. 9! Guard him, I don't want to see him shoot again."

He can no longer guarantee to save every next goal.

Concentrating for a long time made him feel huge fatigue.

If you keep your nerves so tense, it will be over sooner or later.

Lesco pursed his lips. He could also feel the sharpness of Hoffenheim's offense, but the problem was that he couldn't guard against it.

Varim, Ravens, Meget, Ranie.

These four players are all capable of scoring goals. Liverpool's defensive strength is only that, and there is no help from the midfield. How can they defend.

In the previous games, Liverpool played very well, but there were some suspicions of opportunism, but now that the two sides have started to fight hard, Liverpool is naturally not the opponent of Hoffenheim in terms of offensive ability.

At this point in the attack, Liverpool's defense is about to collapse.

"Hold on!! Don't mess up!! As long as we persist for a while, we will win!"

Tidal shouted loudly to boost morale.

Hoffenheim's defense also had no support, so it was also very difficult.

But how tired Hoffenheim is, Liverpool will only be more tired.

Tidal firmly believes that his offensive ability is more than one level better than Liverpool.

Therefore, what they have to do now is to grit their teeth and persevere, waiting for the moment when the forwards attack the city.

Before that, they must not be the ones who fell.

The game has progressed to the present, and it is no longer a problem that any tactics or individuals can reverse.

This is a contest of will and desire to win.

Both sides are working hard without any relaxation.

And the game unknowingly came to 79 minutes.

There are only 11 minutes left until the end of the game.

At this time the score is still 1:1.

"It was an intense enough Champions League round of 16, I even think it is the most intense match of the season."

"Whether it's Hoffenheim or Liverpool, they are carrying out their beliefs. Their expressions are painful, but they still don't stop running. They are chasing the ball and the game is still going on..."

The German commentator said solemnly.

"There will be winners and losers in the game, and there will always be a sharp contrast between victory and defeat. I firmly believe that Liverpool will win, and the European Red Army will rely on this stage to return to the mainstream arena!"

The England commentator also said loudly.

Throughout the arena, the Hoffenheim fans shouted hoarsely, but they still shouted loudly.

They were cheering for the home team, and the players were all working hard, so naturally they would not be stingy with cheers.

In the arena, the expressions of the players on both sides were very painful.

Neither Liverpool nor Hoffenheim players thought that the game would be dragged to this extent.

At the same time, they were also amazed by each other's tenacity.

It's just a cockroach that can't be killed!

boom! !

Ranier and Carlo collided fiercely, and the two retreated one after another, and the ball was between them.

After stabilizing their figures, the two rushed towards the ball again.

Ranier moved faster and swept the ball before Carona.

Carona rushed to nothing and couldn't help stamping her feet angrily.

Liverpool lost another good chance to attack.

"Shit! How can they run like that!" Ranie got up from the ground, panting on his thighs.

Habr on the side did the same thing, with sweat running down his cheeks. Habbr ignored it and said: "Liverpool's physical fitness is no worse than ours. It can be seen from the pre-match data flow that they have undergone professional physical training.

Usoka's coaching staff definitely has Xiang Scherf's physical training madness! "

Ranier spit out thick saliva and felt that his breathing was much easier. He straightened up and said, "I really don't want to play with this kind of team. I'm just too tired."

On the other hand, Liverpool is the same situation.

Lesco looked at Leo's lively appearance, and couldn't help but said tiredly: "Isn't this guy tired?"

Cazzello said: "He didn't run much, it's normal not to be tired."

Lesco pursed his lips and said, "What about the others?"

Cazzello looked down and found that Ravens and others were in the same situation.

"Hey~~ So, Hoffenheim also has physical training madness!"

"Unlucky!"

Lesco complained.

Leo has been watching, he didn't run too far in this game, and he wasn't too tired for it.

Today, Liverpool has not made substitutions, which also shows that the physical fitness of Liverpool players is still on the verge of a critical state.

This is his best chance.

Score a goal!

Score a key goal!

Score a winning goal!

He is the man who carries the number 10 for Hoffenheim.

If he can't stand up at a time like this, his No. 10 jersey will be meaningless.

"Next, the ball can be handed over to me."

Leo took the initiative to find Huber and said.

Hubbard was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately.

He didn't question anything, he knew that Leo was not a brave person, since he made this judgment, he was confident enough.

Therefore, the left wing of Hoffenheim is finally freed.

Habr licked his lips and looked at Liverpool's defense with some gloating.

The game restarts.

Liverpool's throw-in, but after the first catch, Jim stopped the ball, which was a signal of physical distress.

The wild running in the first half caused him to have side effects in the second half.

Piani also found an opportunity, finally completed the steal, and gave the ball to Habr.

Habr thought about what Leo said, and passed it on without thinking.

Leo took the ball on the sideline. He didn't start the breakthrough directly, but passed it to Ranier, and he ran a few steps forward.

Now is not the time.

There is still a distance from the threat area, he can't be in a hurry.

Leo sneaked up and didn't pay attention to him. If Leo didn't enter the dangerous area, Liverpool wouldn't spend too much attention.

At this time, Ranier had already messed up Liverpool's defense with the ball.

Immediately, Ranier suddenly pulled the ball and turned around, passing the ball back to Alfred.

Alfred pushed lightly with the arch of his foot, and the ball immediately came to the gap on the left wing.

While there, Leo suddenly started and rushed towards the ball.

Lesco also reacted quickly, and the two almost touched the ball at the same time.

But Leo was still one step faster, stepping on the ball and pulling it towards the left, and then pushing with his left foot, a simple fried ball, easily passed Lesco, turned his head and killed into the penalty area.