"Headed to clear the ball, Koscheerney drove the ball outside the penalty area, Rosici didn't have time to protect two points, Gardner!!"

Seeing that the opponent's midfielder who was inserted early and hit the ball hard, Rosici's heart was collapsed, but the more collapsed scene was still behind.

"Squillac flew to block the ball, and the ball hit his waist, and was not blocked, and continued to fly towards the goal. Oh, this refraction directly deceived Szczesny..."

"Swish!"

Liu Jianhong's voice fell down with the obvious refraction of the ball. There was no need to think about the direction of the plot. The ball flew directly into the goal from more than one meter away from Szczesny.

"Shh!!!"

The whistle was blown and pointed at the serving point. The referee did not hesitate anymore this time. This was a goal without any controversy.

"The ball, the ball is in! In the 33rd minute of the game, Birmingham scored first. With a refraction shot, Gardner helped the team win the first goal."

As a commentator, Liu Jianhong naturally could not fall into silence like the Gunners fans at this moment. He quickly reported the status quo of the court.

"Arsenal's defense is a bit unstable under the impact of Birmingham, which has a lot to do with the injury of their main defender."

On the court, Squillac, who was hit in the waist and then witnessed the ball refracting into the goal, was almost broken.

If it weren't for the veteran Gibbs next to him who came over and patted him on the shoulder and said something, the defender who was ordered in danger would have become the team's shortcomings.

In fact, such refraction cannot be blamed on the active blocking guards. The other Gunners players and professors are also quite clear, so they have no intention of blaming Squillac.

Inspired by his teammates, the defender quickly cheered up.

For Arsenal with a big heart, falling behind by one goal is nothing. Without having to run back from the frontcourt players, goalkeeper Szczesni had already driven the ball out directly.

"A Feng received the ball in the midfield, and he and Bentner quickly stood in front of the ball. The Gunners didn't seem to be affected by this loss."

Looking at the calm appearance of their players, the Arsenal fans in the stands who had been suppressed by a few Birmingham fans also became energetic.

They began to wave flags and shout again, and supported half of the sky for their team again.

Although the celebration of Birmingham's team was crazy, the game was still at a new start. Seeing that both teams stood up, the referee immediately blew the whistle to restart the game.

"Shh!"

"The kickoff again, A Feng pushed the ball, Bentner passed it to Wilshire, and passed it to Rosici, and the Gunners still unfolded the ball step by step."

In this game, the victory strategy Wenger formulated for the team was obviously not a surprise victory. They took a dignified path, and every step of the ball was passed and every run, they headed towards a set goal.

Such an arrangement can often create a snowball-like advantage when dealing with teams whose overall strength is not as strong as one.

On the court, when the game reopened, the morale Birmingham team, with high morale, did not feel the change brought to them by a goal.

The Birmingham players who had been running for more than 30 minutes needed to rest. After they could no longer disturb the Gunners' rhythm with mad dog-like pressing, the direction of the game was already very obvious.

If Birmingham's goal came suddenly and good luck, then Arsenal's subsequent goal came more naturally, but it was a bit fucked.

In the 40th minute of the game, the Gunners grabbed the ball back after a brief conceding the ball. The active Wilshire was the first to pass the ball to Rosici, who pushed the ball to the front right and gave it to the target.

"A Feng took the ball in the half and dribbled the ball with big strides. He left Heleb behind before he got close to him, and all the Gunners players began to speed up!"

Seeing Liu Feng leading the Gunners' attack again, the gun fans in the stands and the Chinese fans shouted simultaneously.

"Dribbing the ball and moving closer to the left, Bentner has already plunged into the penalty area to help A Feng attract firepower, but there are still two players surrounding him."

Defending Liu Feng, he won at least half of the game. This is the conclusion drawn by Birmingham coach McLeish and the coaching team after discussion.

Therefore, in terms of tactical arrangements, he had long issued a request to the players that no matter where Liu Feng is, he must have at least two players around him.

The players who strictly followed the coach's arrangements obviously accomplished this very well.

"The position is a bit bad. The opponent's players have blocked A Feng's shot by intentionally or unintentionally, and have begun to slow down."

It is definitely not a good choice to rush inward with your head down, and Liu Feng had no intention at all. As Gardner and Richwell in front of him stopped retreating, his steps slowly sootheed.

"The right foot touched the ball and pulled it out. The opponent did not shake it. The fried croquette was not easy to use at such a distance. The player who returned to the defense had already rushed over. What would he do? Pass the ball!"

When Liu Feng felt the sound of wind coming from behind, he realized that he could no longer delay. So, the next moment, the ball that had just been pulled out from the right was pushed hard and rolled towards the left.

With such a big move, the two defensive players no longer need to continue waiting. No matter what Liu Feng means, they must stop him from outside the penalty area.

Immediately afterwards, there was an eye-opening moment for countless fans and commentators.

"The left foot hit the ball, turned around halfway, stood firmly with the two people rushing up with their right foot, and the ball was broken out!"

"Swish!"

The ball speed was as fast as Liu Feng's body, and he was pressing on the left foot of the ball, and he immediately arrived at the area on the right outside the penalty area.

Such a sudden development was unexpected, except for the Gunners' offensive players who had been waiting for Liu Feng to deal with it.

This also gave Al Shavin who was inserted on the right a chance to kick again. This time, the speed of the Tsar's sprint to the limit and the arc of the left foot stretched out to the maximum.

"Bang!"

"Arshavin volleys strongly!!!"

"Huh~~~"

The ball flew past the ear of the full-back who was rushing towards him like a shell, and then flew into the goal with lightning speed.

Ben Foster, who was standing in front of the door, waved his hand and stood awkwardly.

"The ball is in! It is in! It is in!! In the 42nd minute of the game, Arsenal equalized the score. Arshavin received an assist from A Feng to score, a wonderful goal!!!"

Liu Jianhong's shouts sounded together with the cheers of the fans at the scene, but soon, the next scene on the field calmed down their shouts.
Chapter completed!