Bayern Munich's pressure was also noticed by the commentators. They found it a little strange. Before the game, Magath said that defense was the main focus. However, looking at Fiorentina's performance in the second half, it quickly understood that it came. If so many opportunities are still firm and watch the opportunities disappear one by one in the backcourt, it is definitely not something a head coach should do, and it cannot be accepted by the players. Perhaps even if Magath does not give such instructions, Bayern players themselves will change their tactics.

After Bayern pressed, Fiorentina's situation did not improve at all, and still made frequent mistakes, and the players seemed out of shape. Even the ESPN commentator said that Frey was the only one playing football in the team, and everyone else was sleepwalking, even Zhang Jun, as the captain, was the same. But what they didn't understand was why some players' performance was obviously not good, and Sabato did not make any substitution adjustments, but was just anxious below, which seemed to be completely in line with his coaching characteristics.

Looking at An Ke's excited expression, Zhang Jun just clenched his fists tightly. He was very aggrieved now because he couldn't use his strength, and it also depends on An Ke's face. Ah! Sabato's idiotic tactics! Angelo, when will the time be ripe? Brothers are holding on, and we will make a comeback every day when you give your order!

Sabato's tactics directly led to him as a striker. He only had two shots in the second half, one of which was saved by An Ke and another one missed. He didn't have to participate in the defense of the whole team and became a transparent person. He was often unable to find him on the court, and the TV cameras rarely visited him.

People almost forgot him.

As his opponent, An Ke is also very leisurely, but he is definitely not a transparent person. TV close-ups take care of him frequently because he can always make various improvisations after every attack by Bayern, which makes people unable to ignore him.

Time went quickly under Bayern Munich's repeated attacks. When Fiorentina had time to take a breath, they found that there were only fifteen minutes left in the game, and they were surprisingly not conceding the ball under Bayern's fierce attack. No wonder the commentators said that Frey's super-level performance. As the boss of the Bundesliga, Bayern's attacking strength is definitely not weak. And Fiorentina, which has always been considered strong in attack and weak in defense, can resist their offense. This is a great achievement.

Sabato crossed his legs and Dilivio said: "Okay, Angelo, let them attack hard. Tell them, don't stop and keep attacking until we score a goal! With Bayern's current situation, they can't defend our attack at all."

Dilivio walked forward.

When he got up, Zhang Jun and many Fiorentine players noticed it, so they all looked at the coach's seat.

A gesture that determines the fate of Florence...

Dilivio clasped his hands together and pushed forward violently.

All the Fiorentine players suddenly shot in their eyes. They were so hard to wait!

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Schweinsteiger dribbled the ball unscrupulously in his backcourt. He thought Fiorentina was in a bad state and would definitely not threaten him now. But this time he was completely wrong.

As soon as he brought the football into the middle circle, he was knocked down by Van Persie with a fierce tackle, and the football fell to the feet of the Fiorentine player. And more importantly, the referee did not even call a foul!

Schweinsteiger was still sitting on the ground and raised his hand to protest to the referee, but Florence had already launched a quick counterattack.

Van Persie passed the ball to Joaquin. Joaquin easily broke through Bayern's full-back with his own speed and skills, and then made a cross. Zhang Jun, who followed up in the middle, rushed to the football in front of Lucio without hesitation. He rushed to the top with a powerful rush, forcing Anke to make a wonderful save.

An Ke flew up and knocked the football out of the crossbar.

Zhang Jun shook his head. He already had this awareness. It was no longer as easy as when he was training in the high school team. He had to pay a considerable price. Regular shooting seemed to be of little use to An Ke...

Magath didn't take this attack seriously. He thought it was just a rebirth of Florence, and the bound beast would have to struggle for a few more times.

Fiorentina is preparing to take a corner kick. According to previous experience, Anco and Bayern teams think they will directly hang the football into the goal and look for the two commanding heights of Uyfalusi and Kyle. However, Bayern's 1.89-meter-old Lucio and 1.91-meter-old Ismail are not for sight. In addition, Anco's goalkeeper has a wide range of attacks and a very large control range, so Fiorentina's corner kick has not posed any substantial threat to Bayern's goal so far.

An Ke thought so too, so he had raised his hands long ago and signaled him to catch the ball in person.

But to everyone's surprise, Joaquin, who had been taking the corner kick, did not run over. On the contrary, Zhang Jun, who was supposed to be guarding the goal and constraining the enemy, was fighting for the header, ran to the corner flag area. Before, Zhang Jun never took the corner kick, whether in the club or in the national team. Now he suddenly went to serve the corner kick, what does it mean?

Zhang Jun ignored other people's surprised gazes. He ran to the corner flag area, then bent down and put the football back over again. Then he kicked the microphone at his feet, then took two steps back, preparing to run.

Before serving the corner kick, he raised his right hand to signal to everyone - I'm going to kick!

Then he ran up, started his feet, and the football was kicked into the penalty area.

When An Ke saw that the football was spinning towards the goal, he knew that the corner kick was no different from all the previous corner kicks. He jumped gently and prepared to attack and get the ball.

But when he just ran out two steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong!

The football did fly towards the goal, but that was only at the beginning. The ball was an external rotation, and the arc was quite large. He turned from the near post and headed straight out of the penalty area. An Ke finally understood why Zhang Jun was asked to play this corner kick, because only his footwork can ensure that the arc of the football is so large and so accurate... Yes, accurate. Because An Ke had already seen Xiang Tao, who had been guarding outside, rushed up through the crack, and then swung his left leg!

"I'll do it!" An Ke only cursed, and saw the football passing through the crack and coming towards him. While praying that no one would stick out his feet in the middle, he rushed towards the direction of the football's flight.

Although Xiang Tao's kick was very powerful, it was not difficult for An Ke, who had been suffering from inhuman torture like Yang Pan since he was a child, to save and not take off his hands. Moreover, the angle of the ball was not clever, so An Ke firmly grabbed the football in his hand and did not give any Fiorentine players the chance to shoot.

Anko jumped up from the ground. He thought that Fiorentina had just pressed to play a corner kick, so the back would be very empty. This was a great opportunity for Bayern to counterattack and he could not waste it. So he didn't even observe the situation in the frontcourt carefully, and he rushed to throw the football out with his hands.

Podolski looked back at the ball and ran forward, but when he reached the landing point, the football was pushed back by Bonaira, who was guarding the back.

Compared with Bayern's front pressure, Fiorentina has no intention of retreating. They just pay attention to keeping parallel to Bayern's last line of defense to avoid offside. Their meaning is very obvious: attack, you must strive for a goal.

Suddenly, all the audience felt this change in Florence. It was completely opposite to the previous thirty minutes, a momentum that must be scored and won.

Mascherano received the football from Bonella and passed it to Duff. Duff did not dribble the ball, but passed it back to Mascherano who was inserted. The two of them hit the wall and passed one by one. Barack had to come up to defend Mascherano. Just as he rushed, Mascherano passed the football to Cru very promptly.

Cru, who had temporarily escaped from Barak, was like a dragon entering the water... Perhaps it was more appropriate to say that loaches entering the water. He twisted the ball and avoided the collision of Hargrifos, and then immediately twitched the opposite direction, twisted his body again, barely avoiding Karimi's tackle. The two twists were very coherent, and it looked like he had no bones all over his body. He did not resist at all when others hit him. He avoided the impact force, as if he was like a willow branch, swaying in the wind.

Zhang Jun held it in for thirty minutes, why didn’t he?

In order to let out this breath, he did not even choose to pass the ball to his teammates, but dribbled and broke through and shot.

Zhang Jun and Van Persie ran in two different directions respectively, making Bayern's defender think that Crew would pass the football to the two forwards, so he ran and was pulled out after them.

Cru discovered a gap that could be thrust into while the crowd was running. He gently knocked the football and squeezed it into the side of his body.

An Ke was shocked. How could he let Kru enter the penalty area? Isn’t that asking for death? This kid’s skills are far above Zhang Jun. Who knows what kind of shot he will make then!

He quickly moved his footsteps to block Kru's shooting angle. Fortunately, Kru did not break in from the center of the penalty area, otherwise, facing the huge goal and shooting angle, An Ke really didn't know how to block it.

Ismail, who realized that he had made a mistake, immediately threw Van Persie away and turned around and rushed towards Kru. He wanted to reach the designated position before Kru's shot and make the blocking action he should have. The rest depends on Anke...

Ismail roared, and a slippery tackle - of course he didn't go to Krue, otherwise it would be a penalty. He slid to Krue, hoping to stretch his body as much as possible through his own posture to block Krue's rolling ball shot. At the same time, the tackle leg was raised high, which was also a defensive posture to shoot a half-high ball.

But Kru did not shoot. He dunked again and easily drifted Ismail over and faced Anke directly.

Damn it! You can't concede the ball at this time! An Ke accelerated and rushed out. He was no longer as simple as blocking the angle, but planned to directly take the football under Kru's feet.

Cru had underestimated Anke's explosive power and sprint speed. Originally, the goalkeeper's influence was that his speed was not fast enough. However, Anke's five-meter distance made him reach it with a pounce. This was much beyond Cru's expectations. But Cru was Cru after all, and in terms of small technology, the only people in the world who could make him submissive in Barcelona and Brazil's national team were in full swing. He still rubbed the football with his right foot in a hurry. The football jumped up and bypassed Anke who had already fallen to the ground and flew towards the empty goal!

The fans of Fiorentina have begun to cheer impatiently. After being depressed for so long, are they finally going to score another goal?!

However, their cheers quickly turned into sighs. Barack, who had just let Kreu out of the defense at high speed, almost kicked the football out of the line and made up for his mistake just now.

Kru, who had no goal, didn't seem very regretful. He just looked at An Ke coldly, and then turned around and ran away.

But the Fiorentine fans were extremely regretful. They endured it for thirty minutes and finally had such a great opportunity, but no goal was scored.

However, in the eyes of Bayern Munich players, what they see is different from ordinary audiences. They find it strange that why Fiorentina suddenly has momentum? This is a completely replica of the first half. They are desperate for attacks, and the offensive suddenly makes Bayern players have no chance to counterattack and are completely suppressed and beaten.

Did you wake up by Bayern's previous offensive?

Even Magath began to doubt the decision he had observed and made just now. Could it be that Fiorentina had never performed abnormally? Was everything before to make him push the team out and play?

Thinking of this, he looked at Sabato, who was still on the sidelines, regretting Cru's goal, and couldn't help but have a cold war.

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The following game is gradually confirming the idea of ​​Bayern. With the rise of Bayern's attack, it is impossible to regain the formation and mind of the entire team to defend for a while. And Fiorentina seized this period of time and made good use of several counterattack opportunities, posing a considerable threat to Anke's goal.

The most intuitive aspect of Fiorentina's changes is reflected in the sudden reduction of their inexplicable mistakes. The team's cooperation is like a precisely proofreaded clock. Originally, the team can perform hard and play tricks on their opponents. The tacit understanding must be nothing to say.

Another intuitive manifestation is that An Ke began to feel that he was panting, his breathing became heavier, and even a little incoordinated, and his sweat increased - he was tired. It was not as simple as physical fatigue, but when facing a powerful offensive, huge pressure arises in his heart, which makes his body react accordingly.

Damn it! When did Florence become so powerful? Damn, is there still no end to attack? An Ke almost shouted like the following in "Kung Fu": "Do you still have a public morality? Do you still want to rest? They have to go to work tomorrow!"

Anke wiped the sweat from the forehead with the upper part of his gloves to prevent it from flowing into his eyes. At the same time, he did not change his defensive posture at all. Now he was always concerned about the shooting that came out of Florence from somewhere.

Zhang Jun, Van Persie, Crew, Joaquin, Duff, Mascherano... Even full-backs like Xiang Tao come up to bully him. Is it reasonable to do so?!

"Defense! Defense! Don't miss people! Watch them and don't let them in!" An Ke shouted, but he also knew that the results were very little. Fiorentina's offense had a crazy aura. As the game was approaching the end and everyone was in poor physical strength, this aura was often decisive. Or in other words, Fiorentina's grandson, who had been pretending to have thirty minutes in front of Bayern, had just accumulated a lot of physical strength. Now it's time for them to release them all. So each attack was spared without any effort, and went on one after another.

You can save the first shot. If the football is not really under Bayern's feet, then in less than a minute, the second round of shots come again - endless...

Magath felt something was wrong. He began to stand on the sidelines, and then stared at the situation on the court, hoping to see Fiorentina's real purpose. If it was what he thought just now, even if he didn't win the game, he would have to retract the team and hold on until the end of the game.

After another round of Fiorentina attacks, Magath thought it was not good. He turned his head and looked at Sabato, who was sitting on the coach's seat with his legs crossed, and his heart was beating wildly.

He felt he was fooled.

"Barak!!!" Magath rushed to the sidelines and shouted inside. He was calling the team captain's name. As long as Barak turned his face to him, he could notify the team and let the team turn it into a defensive tactic.

But Barack did not turn his face to him because he was facing a very strong opponent now. He focused all his attention on Krue, who was dribbling the ball.

Cruel slowly dribbled the ball, and he looked at Joaquin on the right, as if he was intentional to pass the football to Joaquin and let him insert it in the back row. Normal games, except for the "abnormal" state in the thirty minutes, Joaquin's speed and skills posed a great threat to Bayern's left defense.

Barack seemed to feel it, and he moved his body a little to the right to cut off Kru's passing route.

But Cru sneered, and then made a pass move - his body faced the pass direction and made a false kick with his right foot. Barack shook his body, but he still didn't run out in the end, otherwise he would have been fooled by such a simple action as Cru.

Cru was beyond his expectations next. He thought Cru would stop and find another way out. So he continued to be on the battlefield.

Then, Cru did not take back his right foot honestly, but instead knocked the football from behind him to his left, and quickly turned around and ran to the left from Barack's eyes!

Barack quickly chased after him, but due to the distance, he was already squeezed behind by Cru and could not make any mistakes.

Xiang Tao was also moving forward in the direction of Kru's running. He saw Kru's gesture at him. He glanced at him and then looked at Barack behind Kru. Xiang Tao understood. He changed his attention and ran towards Kru, as if he was about to respond to Kru.

Barak saw Xiang Tao's running. Originally, Xiang Tao should have continued to run forward, but suddenly turned to the middle lane, making people doubt his motive.

What is he going to do? Or is he just a fake shot? Barack's mind was running quickly, and he calculated various possibilities.

The two were approaching quickly. Just as they passed by each other, Kru knocked the ball to Xiang Tao who was running in another direction with his heel.

It was indeed a response!

Barack looked back and stopped habitually. He planned to turn around and force Xiang Tao. He is the closest to the Fiorentine player who took the ball. As the captain, he did not allow himself to leave it alone. So without hesitation, Barack turned around and pounced on Xiang Tao again.

But after passing the ball, Kru did not care about the situation behind him at all, but continued to run forward.

Duff has held Bayern's right back, and he is now unmarked.

Just when everyone thought Xiang Tao would be entangled by Barack, Xiang Tao made an unexpected move - just like Krue just now, he didn't even look at it, and directly knocked the football back to Krue with his heel!

Just now, Krutt tweaked his index finger and middle finger together with that. That's what he meant. He first knocked his heels to Xiang Tao, deceived Barak, and then waited for his freedom to get back to let Xiang Tao knock him with his heels immediately. He passed the ball with a crossed heel.

This cooperation made Frankie's stands boil again, and all the Fiorentine fans were applauding and cheering loudly for the skills performed by the two Chinese players.
To be continued...