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Chapter 42: Dark Horse vs Dark Horse (End)

At this time, Anderson was still trying hard to retreat and pounced at the ball desperately, his eyes full of despair. He was far away. The ball was about to enter. Who else could save the goal he guarded at this time?

No. 9! A player wearing No. 9 appeared on the ball road, Thomason! The spiritual pillar of the Danish team stood up at the most dangerous time. Without having time to make any defensive moves, Thomason directly greeted him with someone. After his body contacted the ball, it made a muffled sound, bounced back to the right side of the goal, and Ag’s big foot drove out of the sideline.

"Baopaopaopao..." After a few seconds of silence, the stands were full of applause. Whether it was Slovak fans, Denmark fans, or others, they all stood up and applauded, thanking Vitek for his wonderful shots and Thomason for his wonderful defense. The score remained at 1:1, but despite this increase in morale, he became the Denmark.

Qin Tian had already jumped on Thomason's back, roared his arms and shouted wildly, and other players also surrounded him, some patted Thomason's shoulders, and some hugged him. Everyone thanked the veteran in their own way for all the efforts he made.

At this time, there are only about five minutes left before the end of the game and stoppage time. Look at the Slovakia who is ready to defend with all its strength and welcome overtime, no one will believe that the Denmark can solve the battle in 90 minutes, let alone can his physical fitness support the final high-intensity attack?

The tenacious fighting spirit of both sides also infected the fans in the stands. Everyone shouted to cheer up at the top of their voices...

The game started again, and the Slovak team threw the sideline ball, which was not of high quality, and it could even be said that they were unintentional to attack. The ball was easily intercepted by Ag. The kick was kicked to Paulson. Paulson may have been due to his physical decline. The ball that should have been passed to Qin Tian was intercepted by Vitke.

However, when the Danish player retreated, Wittke, who was originally planning to attack with the ball, suddenly fell on the court, looking very uncomfortable. The impatient fans thought the opponent was delaying time, and for a while, they were clamoring in the stands. However, Qin Tian, ​​who was close, could see that the goal that Wittke shot just now was too much to consume, and it was normal and helpless to suddenly feel discomfort.

But it's good, fortunately, Vitke suddenly showed symptoms, otherwise Paulson's mistake might have ruined the Denmark's last attack opportunity. The Slovak team decisively chose to substitute and replaced Vitke with Sapara, which wasted some time and made the game officially dragged into stoppage time.

Fortunately, due to the fierce competition and many fouls, it took a lot of time, so the stoppage time was relatively long, with as many as 4 minutes. This is undoubtedly good news for the Danish team. At least 4 minutes is enough to be a miracle.

Slovakia took a free kick and did not directly hit the Danish team's penalty area, but instead tactically handed it to the close-range players, trying to waste time with a short pass and drag the game to the end. However, such a downward kick is a double-edged sword. For the anxious Danish players, it is the best opportunity to grab it.

He intercepted without hesitation and ran without hesitation. Finally, in the second minute of the countdown time, Thomason tried his best to break the ball from Weiss' feet with a cross-shock, and then handed it to Qin Tian who followed. Qin Tian did not waste any time and passed it directly to the goal.

At that position, Glenshare, who was running desperately, had already arrived, and then gently padded with his foot arch, and the ball just passed over Yakubko who came to defend, and continued to fly towards the penalty area. In the crowd, Bentner provoked high, and goalkeeper Muha, and the two people's bodies touched each other in the air, but Bentner still hit the ball.

The ball flew past goalkeeper Muha's ear and headed straight for the goal. The "bang" sound was not a big dull sound, but it felt like a heavy hammer in the heart of the Danish players. However, the Slovakian players' ears were like Xianle. The goal that they had to score hit the crossbar and then bounced into the penalty area.

Before Muha could catch the ball, his teammate Julica was already one step ahead. Before the Danish player grabbed the ball, he controlled the ball under his feet and kicked it out. However, what Julica never expected was that his teammates reacted very quickly, and Shiktel rushed over. The ball that Julica shot directly hit Shiktel's chest and rebounded towards the goal.

Oolong? Shiktel and Julica's faces changed a few times in an instant, but God sometimes really likes to joke. The ball that bounced towards the goal was blocked by a figure who was rushing over from somewhere. Bentner! This Danish boy who didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment had a suicide heart. He actually acted as the goalkeeper of the opponent's goal!

"Me &%¥", when everyone, including Qin Tian, ​​couldn't help but swear. Do you have to play like this? At this time, Muha had already hugged the ball steadily, and after taking a small corner, he kicked the ball to Stoch on the side with a big foot.

Stoch took the ball and prepared to drive forward with big feet, trying to continue wasting time. Anyway, there were less than two minutes left before the end of the game, so I could waste a while and count it. However, there were accidents that happened continuously, and Stoch failed. This situation might not be encountered for professional players even if they had 100 feet. It happened at such a critical moment.

The ball was kicked directly to Paulson. Paulson was obviously knocked out by this unexpected gift. Regardless of whether there was anyone in front of him, he just shot hard. The action was quite chic and elegant, with great force and heavy force, and a casual kick was quite accurate.

With a "puff", the ball pushed a huge bag like a meteor, and then fell into the goal, jumping up and down...

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, the stadium was so quiet that it was terrible, and then there was a wave of cheering like a landslide. I didn't know what happened, nor did I know that I had created a miracle that Paulson stood in place like a fool until he was knocked down by one, two, three... teammates and pressed him hard before he grinned.

A "beep" whistle sounded, not the end of the game, but the goal was effective, 2:1, Denmark struggled to overtake the score.

There were crazy cheers in my ears. It was not easy to enter the quarterfinals. It was not only a technical job, but also a lucky job.

The game has ended and everything has been a foregone conclusion. Many Slovakian players are crying, and the success and defeat of the bandits are nothing more than this. The score gap in this game has fully demonstrated the strength gap between the two sides. It can be said that the showdown between the dark horses is full of drama and twists and turns. Both sides have opportunities, it depends on who can seize which opportunity. It is obvious that the Danish team laughed to the end, which made the Danish players on the field cry out with joy.

Paulson, who scored a gold goal at the last moment of this game, smiled like a fool. It can be said that he used his own strength to pull the Denmark back to the shore. Of course, he was the darling of various media and was surrounded by reporters. Fortunately, Paulson is not a Chu brother. As a strong player of Juventus, he is already very experienced in such a formation. And the other player who has many reporters around him is of course Qin Tian.

Qin Tian was sweating all over after dealing with the reporters. At this time, the Danish players had basically returned to the locker room, but there was one person left on the court, that was Thomason.

"Thank you, Qin", Thomason and Qin Tian hugged. This is the last World Cup for veterans. If both sides enter overtime today, it is really hard to say who wins and who loses. Once the Denmark loses, the veteran's World Cup dream will end.

Qin Tian didn't say anything. He was also a player. He understood the players' desire for the World Cup. What's more, the two were teammates, and Qin Tian was even more of Thomasson's junior, the captain of the Danish team. He didn't need to say a lot, and didn't need to say a lot, and he didn't need to say anything.

When Qin Tian and Thomason returned to the locker room together, what came towards us was the splattering champagne, which made the two of them feel cold. Then look at the already-successful Paulson in the middle of the locker room, Qin Tian and Thomason looked at each other helplessly. Sure enough, this was the greatest appreciation that the team's meritorious person had won.

At this moment, no one was willing to sit on the bench honestly. Everyone was shirtless, some were swaying jerseys, some were towels, some were running in just a pair of underwear, and some were jumping up and down like frogs. Bentner had long stood on the tallest table in the room, slapped his chest, and was croaking in his mouth so hard that he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Haha, Qin, Thomason, you are here." Romedal also seemed to have just been fished out of the wine cellar, and his whole body was baptized by champagne. Seeing Qin Tian and Thomason's figures, he wiped his face, "Brothers, the protagonist is here, come."

Before Qin Tian and Thomason could wipe the champagne that had just been sprayed on their faces, a larger wave of wine poured over, making the two even more embarrassed. The group laughed and enjoyed the joy after the victory. Qin Tian was not an honest master. He immediately rushed to the table, grabbed a bottle of wine and started fighting back, but he obviously underestimated the advantage of the large population, the power of the people, and the eternal truth. The ending was that he was suppressed by several Nordic men, and more wine was sprayed towards Qin Tian.

"Oh, I didn't seem to be the time for me." The door of the locker room opened. Michelle poked his head out and immediately wanted to escape after seeing the poor Qin Tian. However, Thomason, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, had already pulled Michelle into the locker room. "Hehe, don't want to run away, brothers, please greet me."

Poor Michelle Laudrupp...

"Okay, boys, you guys..." The next person who came in was Olson. He saw the mess in the locker room. He didn't know whether the expression should be serious or funny. However, before he finished speaking, "pa", a bottle of wine poured down and poured it on the old man. Who is so bold, of course, is only Michelle.

Olson could no longer hold it in and laughed. Seeing him laughing, all the players laughed, "Okay, okay, I know that everyone has held up a lot of 'hate'. The celebration is over. Everyone hurry up and take a hot bath. This is South Africa, winter! But it's easy to catch a cold. Whoever catches a cold will be in the next game..."

"Nicolah, don't grab that spray head from me."

"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 changed into clean clothes and stood in front of him, Olson gave the last instructions tonight, "Okay, the game was done well, you won an important victory, it's great. So tonight belongs to you, relax and relax. We will meet at 3 pm tomorrow, I hope no one will be late. After all, the game is not over. If you don't want to be a Slovakian, don't relax the string in your mind."

"I understand, boss."

"Very good, disband."

The crowd of people, birds and beasts scattered. This game is not easy. The players really need to relax.
Chapter completed!
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