Chapter 1 The Allianz Arena

A few days later, the Champions League semi-final came to Munich, Germany.

Under the night, the Allianz Arena was like a dazzling spaceship, or a giant gem. Outside the stadium, a five-meter-high "Berni Bear" enthusiastically greeted the large number of tourists. Bayern fans wearing red sang songs and drank beer. Red banners, red team flags, and red jerseys - in German culture, red represents passion, joy, and vitality. Pre-match press conference.

Völler poked Berenata's teacher with his elbow. The question came. Berenata's teacher looked surprised, raised his fat hand and lifted his glasses: "Chelsea is crazy! Li made very few choices during the retreat! No timely transfer, no timely passing, no decisive cut to shoot, avoiding all optimal solutions! But damn it, he retreated!"

On the other side.

Slowing down, Yier and Azpilicueta completed a complex one-two, breaking through Bayern's local encirclement. His line of sight bypassed the tiered seats, and he looked at the huge Bayern emblem on the opposite wall: the laurel representing victory, the Bavarian state flag, blue and white, fearless.

"Speed up, sudden change of direction!"

Heynckes looked dumbfounded: I can't do this question either! Who would waste Yier at the position of full-back? "The offensive rhythm is slow...and it has a wonderful effect."

Starlight banners slowly scattered on the field. On the other side, "The shot is a through ball!"

The eye of truth burst forth.

The referee team and the players from both sides gathered together. "Bayern Munich vs. Chelsea at home."

No hand-to-hand combat.

-【What the hell? I rushed to the edge of the penalty area on the spot...and suddenly cut inside again.

The system prompt also sounded quietly at this moment. -【Don't panic, Heynckes can't do this question either!】 All camera positions shook slightly in the mighty momentum.

"Forward: Lewandowski."

He couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression. 0:1. Chelsea's striker faced Neuer at close range. "Goalkeeper: Buffon."

Diego Costa!

"Too sticky with the ball!"

-【Pay attention, Bayern's other side is empty, Morata didn't cut inside...going outside is to create a mismatch and bombard Bayern's weak side! This is the most stable way!】 The fourth official placed the football at the former's feet. "Goalkeeper: Neuer."

"Midfielders: Drinkwater, Bakayoko, Kanté, Yier."

"Ctv5! Ctv5! Good evening, audience friends."

Second leg, Chelsea never plays probing!

【Shut up! Don't continue! It's too dirty there!

Buffon and Neuer shook hands and hugged. The two had contributed many epic dialogues on the green field. "Marcos Alonso also topped it, Azpilicueta frantically retreated to make up for the position!" The game officially ended. "Wow!"

The football returned to his feet again.

"The Bundesliga giants, with a goal scored away from home, are still full of threat at home."

"Bayern's high pressing is very distinctive. The timeline seems to be a beat slow, and the running position is always able to intercept Chelsea's next receiver in advance."

Yier rushed past the center circle, slowed down, and unloaded the football. The starting lineup came out. "Accelerated!"

Heynckes said slowly: "I don't want this to be the last Champions League game in my coaching career."

"In the first leg at Stamford Bridge, Chelsea took a 2-1 lead thanks to Yier's two goals."

-【Low-profile Bale!】Not thinking too much. "Instantly adjust the body's inclination."

"Starting with the right leg in a bow stance."

"Yier took a step with a sinking shoulder."

Staff members supported a sick child and walked to the center circle. Tuchel and Dino excitedly bent down and clenched their fists.

He still tried hard to follow Yier's sideways dribbling rhythm, trying to maintain his center of gravity and adjust his defensive stance. Alonso returned to David Luiz's feet. "Cut inside!"

Heynckes frowned. "Chelsea's formation is 4-4-2!"

Chelsea players were not idle. The coaching staff was no longer confined to how to crack Heynckes' Bayern. The coin toss began.

Whoosh!

Instead, they wanted to deploy a strange formation that could not be cracked by Heynckes' Bayern.

【Bayern's formation is very stable. The initial state is a single attacking midfielder, but in practice, whether Alaba or Kimmich moves inside, or Azpilicueta retreats, they can flexibly form a midfield barrier.】"Yier, after completing the break, passed the ball to Azpilicueta who was overlapping on the side!"

The inner side of his left foot pushed the ball outwards. "Center backs: Müller, Alonso." Alaba enthusiastically patted Li Kang's shoulder and squeezed out a sentence in Chinese: "Li, jiayou!" (add oil/good luck)

Alonso still didn't make a move. Marcos Alonso's lamp was about to kill: Deceleration! Heynckes' Bayern's main idea of interception: to decelerate Chelsea players who are pushing forward with the ball. "Pushing the ball with the instep of the left foot,"

Yier took another step with his left foot, and his center of gravity suddenly shifted to the right.

【Eating two top interception midfielders alive!】In this game... as long as it's 1-0, Bayern Munich can eliminate Chelsea with the advantage of an away goal.

-【Blow up one side of Bayern!】"This game will be very difficult."

"Defenders: Marcos Rüdiger, David Luiz, Azpilicueta." After being "counter-overlapped" by Alonso, he quickly passed the ball. Azpilicueta didn't stick to the ball. Leverkusen. "Continue to dribble sideways, going from the left to the right!"

The left corner of Bayern's penalty area. "Our players will go all out!"

Alaba tried hard to observe Yier's footsteps. "Alonso showed Chelsea's deterrence!"

Everyone laughed. "Chelsea's offensive rhythm is a bit slow..."

Instead, he lowered his center of gravity and started a local offensive and defensive game. Azpilicueta still didn't make a move. Marcos Alonso's lamp provided timely assistance, surrounding him from the inside and outside. Immediately afterwards, the Allianz Arena erupted in bursts of exclamations!

【Mission description: This is the most difficult battle he has experienced in his career! The ultimate battle! An epic duel showing courage! The ultimate game on a tactical level!】It is not easy to jump at the same time and act as a card dealer.

"Defenders: Alaba, Hummels, Boateng, Kimmich." "Didn't you say this game would be very close?"

He directly kicked a long ball to find Yier who was inserting on the side!

"Good luck!"

Völler nodded: "Someone has done that too. Cruyff, that takes a lot of courage."

【Ding, mission triggered: The final peak showdown.】Chelsea's ball. Yier's right foot tapped the ball, stepped on it, and tapped it again. "Dribbling all the way through!"

Not this time.

Azpilicueta, who was frantically retreating to make up for the position, tried to block Yier's path in advance after running diagonally. -【Smoke bomb, once the game starts, Morata's position will definitely rotate...】The barrage exploded. 【It's a pity that the commentator is not Zhan Jun, otherwise he would definitely be able to shout out the names of every legendary superstar, and by the way, talk about what happened.】 Diego Costa and Vidal were in the starting state of "two ghosts knocking on the door". Alaba lost his balance in the process of moving sideways to block... watching the football leave Alonso's right foot. The extremely concise touch of the ball turned Bayern's direction upside down!

"What kind of ending will this game have? Who can step on the top of Europe? Let us wait and see. 【Mission reward: Beckenbauer "Football Emperor" module (epic)!

"Buckle the ball and stop suddenly."

Yier smiled and nodded seriously. 【So cool.】Before this part started, the players from both sides dispersed on the green field. They couldn't keep up with the position!

The center of gravity shifted to the left.

"Good luck!"

Commentator Gaotou glanced at the starting list. "Next, I will introduce the starting lineups of both sides." "Advancement is still full of suspense."

Tuchel moved the Paulaner beer and Coca-Cola on the table.

Clap!

"Wow! Beckenbauer, surrounded by a group of German legendary superstars!"

"Rushed over and went outside? Wow! The explosive power is terrifying!"

The barrage flew.

Instead of adjusting his position with staggered steps, he tried his best to disrupt Hummels' and Boateng's judgment. Alaba was not deceived by Alonso's outer path, moved sideways inward, and stood ready. -【Tuchel is messing around and throwing in the towel! Goodbye.】"Chelsea's ground passing is a bit risky, and they haven't been forced to transfer backwards...

"Single attacking midfielder: Marcos Alonso."

The sick child gently kicked the ball towards the referee team, softly and weakly. Tuchel put his hands in his pockets, his eyes firm.

Dribbling sideways.

According to past habits, Yier did not use the God's perspective. In this game, facing the Bundesliga giants with the strongest ability to break defenses, Chelsea could not defend to the death!

Müller and Müller quickly surrounded and double-teamed. -【Drinkwater can play right back? It seems like he really can. Yier has slowed down... but, I still can't do anything to him!

-【Not a diamond 4-4-2! It's a parallel 4-4-2! Alonso and Morata have been switched to the left?】 Along with the referee's whistle. "Change direction!"

On the sidelines.

From the moment I stepped into the Allianz Arena to prepare for the warm-up, Beckenbauer's golden phantom appeared in the God's perspective, collapsing the "tactical palace".

"Bayern's formation is 4-1-4-1!"

"Wow!"

The passionate Champions League theme song that the cerebellum can keep up with,飘荡in the Munich sky. A miracle happened with great force. A heavy cannon with a close-up face was fired with great force!

After a few passes of the football, when everyone came back to their senses, Bayern's net had already been pierced!

What about Vidal? That guy blocked the space for Hummels to make up for the defense. Alonso kicked off with his weak foot and passed it back to David Luiz. -【What's the use of your Bayern being so stable? You were eliminated twice by others!】 -【What the hell? You put all the private money you saved for a year on Chelsea to advance!】May attract the left-wing defense before transferring the offensive direction to the weak side at the moment of getting rid of the defense. "Now we are broadcasting the second leg of the 2017/18 Champions League semi-final.

"Forwards: Vidal, Diego Costa."

The live broadcast room was taking the risk of being countered and blown up by the opponent after losing the ball, and wanted to grab the start!

At the same time. "The camera is on the stands."

The players from both sides quickly flew across the green field.

The center of gravity could not keep up. A tall, handsome and dashing figure appeared in the area on the right side of Bayern's penalty area, seventeen yards away. A giant tifo was dropped on the Allianz Arena! Golden Bookstore

【Stupid commentator, a simple action that can be summarized by a "sinking shoulder, big stepping + changing direction", has to pull so many sentences!】Chelsea's coach's answer was very concise. "Azpilicueta seems a little uncomfortable because Yier is active in the left half of the field." The referee team followed the players from both sides out of the tunnel. Reporters asked questions enthusiastically.

The German goalkeeper recovered from his injury and looked radiant.

"Beautiful."

The Allianz Arena was immediately filled with applause. Rüdiger also pressed up from the frontcourt!

Pulling the ball with the right foot and changing direction again. "Yier is surrounded by people! Covered in sweat!!!"

Bayern attaches great importance to the Chinese market. The whole team has to learn Chinese, play table tennis, and play mahjong, but unfortunately they were screwed over by the Asian agency.

Yier stopped the ball.

The red big-eared cup pattern, the dim Bayern team emblem, fluttered in the night wind like a lighthouse in a red ocean.