Chapter 35: A battle against the enemy (Part 2)

Tang En walked out of the bar, but didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go back to that dark and deserted "home". He decided to walk around and digest it by the way.

The wind blowing from the Sherwood Forest stirred Donn's hair and the corners of his clothes, taking away the heat of the day.

He stood at the door of a bar he had been to, looking at the brightly lit streets, listening to the laughter and joy coming from inside, and curling his lips. Robin Hood Bar, he unconsciously walked here again.

He turned around, looked at the red lights of the pedestrian crossing lights on the street opposite, and stood quietly waiting to cross the street.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and it was Yang Yan who called him.

"Mr. Tangen, are you not at home?"

Tang En looked around: "I'm not here, is there anything?"

"Sir... don't you remember it, class, class."

"Ah, I remember. But..." The signal light opposite turned green, but Tang En sat on the side of the road, "But I don't want to learn anymore today. Can you chat with me for a while?"

"Where is it? On the phone?"

Tang En nodded, “Where are you?”

Yang Yan looked up at the gate of Tang En's house, and said, "School, I'm just about to come out."

"Then let's go on the phone, I don't want to leave anymore. Just talk about anything, what you are interested in or what you hate... anything is fine." Tang En leaned his body under the pillar of the signal light and looked up at the sky.

"For example, did you meet any interesting classmates in middle school..."

The UK has entered the summer time, at 6 pm in May, the night has not yet arrived.

The eastern sky and the western sky present two completely different scenery. The night with starry light and the tulle-like afterglow of the sunset intersect in the middle of the sky, as if the fantasy world had fascinated Tang En.

Yang Yan's whispers sounded in his ears, feeling comfortable as if he was giving him a massage in his ears. Tang En sat on the side of the road and chatted with Yang Yan, who was sitting at the door of his house. The heart, which was so depressed that it almost stopped beating, came back to life.

The next morning, a flock of birds were alarmed in the woods near the Wilford Training Base in Nottingham Forest.

Tang En's hoarse voice sounded again: "Everyone cheer me up! Look at your cowardly look now! Training!"

"Michael! You are the captain. If you look listless, I will remove you!"

Although Tang En still doesn't understand the details of training and can only watch it on the sidelines, this does not prevent him from making some tips, or occasionally yelling to boost morale.

Michael Dawson shrugged at Coach Walker. Walker turned around and looked at Donn, who was swaying on the sidelines, and smiled.

Then he said to Dawson: "Tony said it well. If you don't take it seriously, you won't be the captain, Michael."

"Wow! I understand! Brothers, please cheer me up!"

Watching the team that started to regain morale, Don Eun pursed his lips tightly.

What a joke, can't go to the Super League?

Going to the Premier League is my commitment to Michael and Gavin. I won’t let this happen.

Before the game, because Laurenson mentioned this game and had to bet with Hansen with his beloved beard, the initially unattended Premier League Premier League play-off attracted the attention of many media.

John Motson was responsible for commenting on the game, and it was Mark Laurenson who sat next to him to comment on the game. The game had not started yet, and the players from both sides had just finished warming up and left. Now they should make the final arrangements in the locker room.

While he was not working, Motson joked with his colleague Laurenson at BBC, and in front of Laurenson, Motson was an absolute senior.

When Laurenson was still playing in Liverpool, Motterson began to comment on his game.

"Mark, you know..." John Motson looked at Mark Laurenson's face and said with a smile, "I agree with Gary, it's better if you don't have a beard."

Laurenson touched his bearded man: "John, are you optimistic about Donn too?"

Motson shook his head: "I just simply think that you will look better if you shave your beard...ah, kidding. As for Tony Donne... I don't know if I'm optimistic about him, don't you think he's strange? It's amazing in a while.

It will be very low-level in a while. I think there may be only one person in this world who will always be optimistic about him."

"who?"

"Tony Donne."

"He himself?"

Mortson nodded: “He confidently made me feel incredible. He would show confidence no matter when, but I don’t know where those confidences come from.

I have studied his past, and his personality is half a planet.

The conclusion of the Royal Hospital of Nottingham was that the brain was hit... If that's the case, I have to say, God made a big joke with all of us."

Laurenson habitually touched the beard on his lips and repeatedly pondered Mortson's words in his heart.

Motson smiled: "Why, I'm starting to worry that my beard will be lost?"

"I didn't..." Laurenson "flapped his beard and glared" again.

While the two were chatting in the comment seat, Tony Donn looked at the silent players in the locker room.

The players, coaches, team doctors, and Don Eun themselves did not speak. The singing of Sheffield United cheered for Sheffield United in the stands was clearly audible, which added a depressing atmosphere in the locker room.

Everyone was watching Tang En. Half a season has passed, he has established prestige among them through his own practical actions.

This is a key game, and at this time everyone will choose to trust their head coach, their boss, and their "boss".

Tang En finally spoke. His voice was not high, but he suppressed the singing of the home team fans outside.

"We played against Sheffield United four times this season, and we all failed in the first three times. The 17th round of the league was at our home court, and we even lost 0:3.

In the first leg of the playoffs, we lost to them 1:2 at home, not only lost three points, but also gave them two away goals. Now it seems that we are in danger in this game.

Everyone outside said that the third team to be promoted to the Premier League after this season is Sheffield United, but I know they are talking nonsense. And I know you know, too."

"Yes!" someone couldn't help but responded.

Tang En glanced at Andy Reed, who was making a sound, and the young man's eyes were lit, looking at him.

He continued: "I admit that Sheffield United is better than us in terms of overall strength, but it's not just the strength of both sides that determine the outcome of a game, but there are some other things... Uh, do you want to hear me tell a story?"

No one knew why Tang En suddenly told everyone a story before such an important game, nor did they know what kind of story it was, but they knew that Tang En must have his reason for doing this, so they all nodded.

“A long time ago, it was so old that it was no longer verified.

A war broke out between two countries. The war lasted for a long time and finally came the time to fight to the decisive battle. A large army arrived at the battlefield, but the army leader asked the soldiers to lay the camp on the river beach and leaned against the turbulent river.

His staff members strongly objected, and they said to the general: 'Sir, there is a torrent behind him.

If we set up the camp here, we have no way out! If our situation is unfavorable, we will not even have a way out!'" Tang En seemed to be in a drama, and he imitated Han Xin's counselor's words.

He adapted this story that most people in China know to tell this group of British people, and they still listened with relish.

"The general told his men: 'This is a decisive battle. If a war starts, if there is a little momentum, our soldiers will flee in all directions.

Do you expect scattered soldiers to win the battle? I asked you to set up your camp on the river beach and lean against the river, hoping to tell all the soldiers: they have no way out now! If you don’t want to die, defeat the enemy and take this battle!’ Do you know what the result will be?” Tang En stretched out a finger, “The general’s army was in high morale, and they all defeated enemies much stronger than them with the belief that ‘You either die, or I die’.

”

"Don't you think this is very similar to our current situation? Our situation is so bad that it can't be worse. It's even worse than being knocked over by David on the sidelines and hitting the back of my head!" Tang En pointed at Johnson at this point, and everyone laughed, and the tense atmosphere in the locker room was slightly relieved.

After pausing, the players finished laughing and looking at him looking forward to it, Tang Encai continued to say with a stern face.

"A powerful opponent, away game, Gavin's death... There are a lot of internal and external troubles, which are a hundred times more difficult than any moment we have faced before! But I firmly believe that we can win because we have never been as powerful as we are today! There is no way out for us to escape, and in fact I don't need to escape.

Kill Sheffield United and reach the finals! Then..." Donn breathed a sigh of relief, "...and we went to the Super League next season."

"Why are we practicing various tactics over and over this week? Let me tell you, today we fight with our backs. Either they die or we die! If you don't want to die, just go out and kill them!!" Tang En strode to the door and opened the door of the locker room.

Songs and shouts from the stands of the Balamore Lane Stadium rushed in like a tide, filling the small locker room in an instant.
Chapter completed!