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Chapter 1251 Arsenal's Lost Night

When Wenger made substitution adjustments, Marseille also made adjustments.

The home team replaced two people at one go in this substitution. No. 10 midfielder Gignac and No. 12 Carboni were replaced one after another.

They replaced a midfielder and a forward respectively.

But that wasn't the trigger that led to what happened later.

Because when this dead ball was born, it was already a sideline kick opportunity for Marseille in Arsenal's backcourt.

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

"Shh!"

Before Liu Jianhong could figure out what was going on, the referee's whistle sounded to indicate that the ball should be served quickly, and the scene that made all the Marseille fans excited appeared.

"Remi took two steps, a somersault, and the ball was thrown!!!"

The ball was thrown like a grenade. Remy's movements were more than fancy. The distance the ball flew far exceeded the reach of a normal sideline ball.

"Shh!"

"The ball flew into the penalty area, unbelievable, this is an attack from the sideline directly to the threat area!"

Before Mertesacker around him had time to react, Valbuena, who had long expected his opponent to do this, made the first move.

In this way he unloaded the ball in front of the desperate Gunners' back line. Although the stop was a bit wide, it was definitely enough to catch up before Fabianski struck.

"Valbuena, follow up and hit the goal!!!"

"Oh!"

With a fierce volley, Fabianski, who quickly went to the bottom and turned around to save, could not save anything. He watched the ball fly into the goal from his hand in despair and then closed his eyes.

"The ball is scored! It is scored! It is scored!!! Valbuena, he became the MVP of the game in this game, unloading the ball and hitting the goal, all in one go!"

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

Liu Jianhong's loud shout was mixed with the shock of Zhan Jun's ears, but it felt a little uncomfortable to hear the gun fans and Chinese fans.

"For this goal, Marseille won by a strange word. Such a grenade attack will definitely not be able to achieve this step without a long practice."

"Yeah, the Gunners' back line is obviously not prepared for such an attack."

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

The two seemed to be the heroes of Marseille at this moment, and countless home fans were shouting their names.

"..."

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

But then, he realized something even more cruel.

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

"Ganso, Ramsey warm up!"

Indicating that the two players who had just got up and sat back got up to warm up, Wenger had already made the final preparations.

"There are only about 10 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 dejected Gunners players on the court, and Liu Feng, who did not perform well in this game due to the fact that he had very little control of the ball, they couldn't see a comeback point.

After successive victories, the state of the Gunners finally came to the time when they fell from the peak.

When Liu Feng received the ball from Fabianski and put it in front of the serving point, the Marseille team continued to celebrate.

If the celebration of the first goal was a surprise, then this time it was the carnival of all Marseilles for the strength of the team.

With Group F just drawn, everyone is optimistic about Premier League champions Arsenal and Bundesliga champions Dortmund.

No one thinks that Marseille, which is from the bottom of the five major leagues and is not yet the champion, has a high probability of qualifying.

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

But now, they are about to prove themselves.

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

"Shh!!!"

In the 701st minute of the game, the game started again. Giroud, who was standing in front of the serving point, pushed the ball to Liu Feng, who turned around and gave it to Rosicky.

The Gunners started to have the ball again, but each step followed the movement of the players.

In this regard, Marseille's formation has changed after the birth of the second goal.

"Change 451, a wise choice, it is not difficult to hold the advantage of two goals in 10 minutes."

Zhan Jun is not surprised by the change of the home team. After all, facing a team like Arsenal, this is a team that plays crazier in the final stage.

Using 451 to block the opponent's offense in the midfield is definitely a great protection for the team's defense.

Therefore, in the following time, the Gunners really fell into the quagmire of entanglement with the opponent's five midfielders.

Since the ball has not been dead, Wenger and Gan Suo standing on the sidelines can only be anxious.

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

When another dead ball of the game was born, it was already No. 805 minutes of the game, and Ganso and Ramsey finally had a chance to appear.

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

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

Seeing the players who were substituted step by step, the Marseille fans cheered in the stands, and the players on the scene of the Gunners scolded their mothers anxiously.

Gan Suo, who had just run onto the court, couldn't stand it any longer. He ran to the limping opponent player to communicate with him to get off the field sooner.

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

"I'll help you!"

Without saying a word, he leaned over and was about to help the other party's right hand. At this moment, something happened that made the young Gan Suo dumbfounded.

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

He fell to the ground with a sudden sound, and the half-walked player was completely on the court.

"Fuck! You TM~~~"

He uttered a lot of obscenities in Portuguese, and Gan Suo was furious. If Liu Feng, who ran over quickly because of the situation, stopped him, he would have clashed with the surrounding Marseille players.

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

On the court, the game time has reached No. 809 minutes.

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 delay of the opponent.

But there is still a pitiful 3 characters on that sign.

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

When Liu Jianhong's words sounded, in fact, the ending of this game had already been decided, and this was destined to be a lost night for Arsenal.

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