"boom!"

"Arsenal, dongdong! Arsenal, dongdong! We are Arsenal! Roar!!!"

The stadium that can accommodate 60,000 people was almost full tonight. Except for more than 4,000 expeditionary forces from Piacenza and Chinese fans from all over the UK, everyone shouted in unison at this moment.

Accompanied by the sound of drumming with a very rhythmic sound, Arsenal players surrounded Van Persie, who had hit the wonderful inverted hook, and came to the No. 6 stand where the Gunners and fans gathered.

After the fans in the stands of No. 6 stood up and played a liven up event with their players like Mexican waves, the Piacenza players who were still standing on the court were wet with rain and looked a little desolate no matter how they looked.

"Put it on, just a throw-in."

In the heavy rain, Liu Feng took the lead in walking among the players. He took a photo and Astori, who did not defend Van Persie, cheered up his teammates around him.

Unfortunately, this time the effect of cheering up this time was not good, because even Liu Feng had been in vain for a long time under the heavy rain and the two men who had arranged for him that the professor had definitely had enough to drink a pot of food.

It has been thirty-five minutes since the start of the game, and Piacenza has not shot directly, which is a huge blow to them who have always been memorable with their wonderful and fast attacks.

Conte, who was standing in the coaching area, was no longer as calm as the professor in a coat next to him. He frowned and thought hard, finally came to a bitter conclusion that his team had a poor chance of facing the opponent in such an environment.

The team can't attack, even if the team has been asked to shrink the formation, the 4123 formation is no longer applicable at this moment. Conte took advantage of the fact that Arsenal's celebration was not over yet, and quickly called out Wolfle, who was closest to him.

Soon, Wolfl, who was under the coach's instructions, became a hardworking little bee on the field.

...

"Shh!!!"

"The good game started again. Piacenza took the ball and Afeng directly gave it to Gansuo. Gansuo passed it back, oh~, their lineup had obvious changes."

When Liu Jianhong's voice sounded again with the referee's opening whistle, the change in Piacenza, who had used the ball, was soon revealed.

Conte made great adjustments to the team's situation where the team could not hold on to the opponent's tie push, which is beyond doubt.

"Nocerino was pulled to a position parallel to Naingran, and the positions of Afeng and Aubameyang have also changed. They and Ganso came to the same level, and Piacenza only left a center forward."

From 4123 to 4231, there is no need to say anything about such a change at least before the end of the first half, Piacenza's main tone had completely changed.

"We can see that with a large number of players gathering in the midfield, Piacenza is now so comfortable to control the ball, and for a moment the Gunners have become a team that cannot touch the ball."

At this moment, less than ten minutes have passed since the end of the first half. Arsenal, who had just scored a goal, began to continue to attack Piacenza's halftime while the team's high morale atmosphere.

Faced with such a crazy move by the Gunners, it would be hard to say if Piacenza would still have a new variable if it was the formation just now, but at this moment, Piacenza finally got a chance to breathe.

Naingran and Nocerino, who were most exhausted before, felt much more comfortable after two wingers joined the midfield to assist in defense. The players no longer talked about offense and began to concentrate on entangling with their opponents' midfield and frontcourt.

The ornamentality of being completely trapped in the mud is naturally much worse. For fans, the memory of these ten minutes is really shallow.

"Shh!!!"

With a sharp whistle slashing through the sky, the first half ended like this.

The players of the two teams, who had become chickens, did not stop for much and quickly entered the player channel. Before the second half, they had to dry the rain on their bodies.

"You don't have to blame yourself too much in the first half. I didn't consider the weather and prepare for the corresponding training."

When Conte appeared in front of the Piacenza players who were wiping his hair with a towel, his figure also looked a little sluggish. He was soaked in the middle of the game. The team's performance was not good, and the young coach was under great pressure.

"In the second half, we will continue to maintain our current formation. Our focus needs to be changed to reduce the loss of the ball and seize the opportunity to counterattack. Pay attention, we should defend first and then talk about counterattack."

Sitting in front of the players, Conti pulled the tactical board beside him: "Rachar, Nocerino, you two don't need to participate in the offense anymore. I need you to do your best to curb Fabregas."

"Okay coach."

"David El, I know it is unrealistic to ask you to completely block the opponent's forward line, but I still hope you can do your best in the second half!"

"clear."

"Very good, then, it's time to talk about the attack."

Speaking of the team's offense that had no progress in the first half or even quite ugly, Conte's eyes fell on several forward players.

"You will have fewer opportunities in the second half. I need you to seize every opportunity. As long as you can score a goal, we can gain a big advantage."

“Learn from the boss!”

Nodding, Conte's eyes finally fell on Liu Feng: "Feng, after your position is retraceable, the opponent should not follow you out again. You can help Paul and Racha control the ball."

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, let's rest now. I don't know when the damn rain will stop!"

After cleaning up the rain marks on his body and listening to the coach's teachings, there was actually not much time left for the halftime break. After everyone sat quietly for a while, the staff of Emirates Stadium knocked on the door to the locker room.

"Piacenza!"

"Piacenza!"

There was no too radical slogan. After Liu Feng took the lead and shouted the team's name, the players followed and walked out of the locker room door.

"Okay spectators, welcome to the game scene. The two teams have exchanged halftime, and A Feng and Cassia have already stood before the kickoff point."

"Shh!!!"

The half-time restart did not require so many rituals. When Liu Jianhong's voice reached the ears of the fans in front of the screen with the signal access, the game on the court opened again.

"Casia pushed the ball to A Feng, A Feng turned around and passed it back, Gansuo missed the ball, the ball went directly to Naingran's feet, and Piacenza began to pass it in the midfield."
Chapter completed!