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Chapter 433 Arsenal's Lost Night

When Wenger made a substitution adjustment, the Marseille also made adjustments.

The home team replaced two people in one breath in this substitution, with No. 10 midfielder Ginniak and No. 12 Caboni being replaced one after another.

They replaced a midfielder and a forward respectively.

But this was not the fuse that led to what happened later.

Because when the dead ball was born, it was already a sideline ball opportunity for Marseille to be in the backcourt of Arsenal.

"Remy came to the sideline with the ball, oh~, he took a few steps back, this is ~~"

"Shh!"

Before Liu Jianhong could analyze the reason, the referee's whistle sounded when he signaled to serve the ball quickly, and a scene that made all the Marseille fans excited appeared.

"Remi assisted two steps, and a fall off, and the ball was thrown out!!!"

Like a grenade, Remy's movements are more than fancy, and the distance the ball flies far exceeds the level that a normal sideline ball can reach.

"Swish!"

"The ball flew into the penalty area, it was incredible. This was an attack from the sideline to the threatening area!"

Before Mertsack by his side could react, Valbuena, who had long expected his opponent to have this move, took the lead.

He just unloaded the ball in front of the desperate Gunners' back line, although the stop was a bit big, but it was definitely enough to catch up before Fabiansky attacked.

"Walbuena, follow up and shoot!!!"

"Bang!"

Fabianski, who quickly shot down and quickly turned around to save the game, couldn't save anything. He watched the ball flew into the goal from his hand in despair and then closed his eyes.

"The ball is in! It is in! It is in! Valbuena, in this game he became the MVP of the whole game, removed the ball and shot, and finished it in one go!"

Faced with such a goal, the striker's small pause when stopping the ball seemed insignificant.

Liu Jianhong's loud shout was mixed with the shock of Zhan Jun in his ears, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the gun fans and Chinese fans.

"This goal was won by Marseille in a strange way. Such a grenade attack would definitely not be able to do this without long-term drills."

"Yes, the Gunners' back line is obviously not ready for such an offense."

Looking at Valbuena, who was surrounded by his teammates again, this time he was surrounded by Remi who gave him this assist.

The two of them became Marseille heroes at this moment, and countless home fans were calling their names.

“…”

On the sidelines, Wenger was a little confused when facing this sudden scene. He didn't expect his opponent to score in such an incredible way.

But then, he realized something even more cruel.

Seeing that it was already infinitely close to 70 minutes, there was not much time left for him and his disciples.

"Ganso, Ramsey warms up!"

Wenger had made the final preparations to warm up the two team members who had just lit up and then sat back.

"There are only about twenty minutes left in the regular game. What will Arsenal do next?"

After taking a look at the score, Liu Jianhong's heart finally returned to Arsenal.

Looking at the Gunners who were a little dejected on the court, and Liu Feng, who had little control of the ball in this game and had no performance, they could not see any turnaround.

After winning one after another, the Gunners finally came to the point of falling from the peak.

When Liu Feng received Fabiansky's ball and placed it in front of the serve point, the Marseille celebration continued.

If you are surprised when celebrating the first goal, then this time it is all the Marseilles' carnival on the team's strength.

With the fact that Group F has just been drawn, everyone is optimistic about Premier League champion Arsenal and Bundesliga champion Dortmund.

No one thinks how likely Marseille, who is from the end of the five major leagues and is not the champion, can qualify.

After all, it seems that both Dortmund and Arsenal are more motivated.

But now, they are about to prove themselves.

"The players on both sides finally stood up, and the referee blew the kick-off whistle again."

"Shh!!!"

In the 71st minute of the game, the game started again. Giroud, who was standing in front of the serving point, pushed the ball to Liu Feng, and Liu Feng turned around and gave it to Rosici.

The Gunners started to control the ball again, but each step began to move forward as the players moved.

In this regard, Marseille's formation has changed after the second goal was born.

"The wise choice is to change the lineup of 451. It is not difficult to defend the advantage of two goals in twenty minutes."

Zhan Jun was not surprised by the change in the home team. After all, facing a team like Arsenal, this is a team that becomes more and more crazy the more they play in the final stage.

Using 451 to get the opponent's offense stuck in the midfield, this is definitely a great protection for the team's defense.

So, in the following time, the Gunners really fell into the quagmire of entanglement with their opponents' five midfielders.

Since the ball has not been dead, Wenger and Gansuo, who were standing on the sidelines, could only be anxious.

The professor had long expected that the opponent would change to the formation of 451, but what he didn't expect was another thing.

When another dead ball was born in the game, it was already the 85th minute of the game, and Ganso and Ramsey finally had the chance to make a appearance.

At this moment, the Marseille team also used its last substitution.

If Arsenal's substitution was completed in a few seconds, then Marseille's substitution can only be said to be the ultimate delay.

Watching the replaced players walking down step by step, the Marseille fans cheered in the stands, and the players at the Gunners were all cursing in a hurry.

Gansuo, who had just run to the stadium, couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he ran to the limping opponent's opponent to communicate and let the opponent get out sooner.

"Oh~, I think so too, sorry, my leg was injured."

"I'll help you!"

Without saying a word, he was about to support the other party's right hand. At this moment, something that made the young Gansuo dumbfounded.

"Ah~, what are you doing! Coach, he pushed me!"

Suddenly, he fell to the ground and the half-way player was completely stuck on the court.

"Damn it! You TM~~~"

He made a lot of swear words in Portuguese, and Gansuo was angry. If Liu Feng, who had not been running over quickly, hurriedly grabbed him, he would have had a conflict with the Marseille players who were surrounding him.

In the end, the player who fell to the ground was carried down by a stretcher.

On the court, the game time has reached the 89th minute.

The stoppage time sign on the sidelines is about to be raised, although Liu Feng, as the captain of the Gunners, has tried his best to communicate with the referee about the opponent's delay in time.

But there is still a pitiful 3-word on that brand.

"The game is about to enter injury stoppage time, so there is not much time left for Arsenal..."
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