"No matter how long we defend, we will lose, even if the eight of us can really defend the Liao people's offensive with our skills, we cannot win by just defending the defense." When Sun Tu gathered eight players together five days ago and told them about his strategy for the game, Zhao Tianyao took the lead in raising his own doubts.

His performance was calm enough to cooperate. Even if he had to obey Sun Tu's orders as a fourth-rank imperial guard general, he did not express his dissatisfaction. After all, he knew that this was his only chance to atone for his sins. However, at this time, he could not help but express his opinion. After all, all the premise of letting him follow orders is to win the Cuju match.

Not only him, Li Sichang, Cen Tie, and even Lu Zhishen, who were willing to obey Sun Tu's orders, also looked suspicious, feeling that his arrangement was a bit unreasonable. Sun Tu smiled in response to their suspicious eyes: "Defense naturally cannot defend and win, so we have to attack too. But this attack must be hidden in the defense. In the current two quarters, we will numb the Liao people's hearts. In the third quarter, as long as we have a chance, it will be the time for us to counterattack! I will send you a signal!" As he said that, Sun Tu raised his hand and pointed his index fingers forward: "This is the code to launch a counterattack."

Even Italian football, which has always been known for its defense in the future, is not the only defense of buses. The key to making them win the Hercules Cup repeatedly lies in the efficiency of their defensive counterattacks. Since Sun Tu is willing to imitate, he naturally has to apply this set of anti-counterfeiting tricks to his own team.

"Why have to wait until the third quarter to launch a counterattack? At that time, our physical strength had been consumed a lot. Even if we wanted to attack the Liao people's Longmen, we wouldn't have enough money, right?" Zhao Tianyao still frowned.

"No matter how much we consume, we cannot compare to the Liao people as the attacking side, so by then they will definitely find it difficult for them to catch up with our offensive steps. Moreover, we can also use the most eye-catching Brother Lu as bait, but the real arrow is..." Sun Tu said, his eyes falling on one of the people's faces.

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At this moment, Lu Zhishen on the court controlled Cuju and ran forward with all his strength. With his extraordinary strength and strong body, he staggered and separated the two Liao players who were trying to block his way, but his speed of rushing forward did not slow down at all.

Seeing him heading straight forward, the Liao people were really panicked and shouted and chased with all their might. But it was obvious that after the full-strength attack in the first two quarters, the physical strength of these people had dropped significantly. At this time, it was difficult to raise the highest speed. It became quite difficult to catch up with Lu Zhishen, who had taken the lead.

Fortunately, they still had Xiao Shihu. As early as the second half of the first quarter, he vaguely noticed some problems, so he had always retained some things. At this time, his physical fitness was the best, so he immediately chased after him. After all, he had experienced several years of Cuju training before, and in terms of running, he was naturally stronger than Lu Zhishen, who was big and heavy. When the opponent rushed to the Longmen, he had already chased him behind him without any hesitation. He even kicked a ball at the ball under Lu Zhishen's feet. At the same time, the Liao people who were desperately trying to defend had also surrounded him from the left and right, vowing to cut off his ball before Lu Zhishen kicked his feet.

When Lu Zhishen heard the movement behind him, he suddenly smiled, then paused and quickly turned around with the ball. The turn was really neat and unexpected, and it actually made Xiao Shihu fall into the empty space with a certain shovel.

But just this delay, other Liao players had already surrounded him quickly. With Lu Zhishen's kicking skills, it would be difficult to continue to drive the ball forward safely from the siege of these people.

But he was not at all panic, and he suddenly raised his feet to the side to the Longmen. After seeing him performing this action, Xiao Shihu, who had just stopped the tackle, felt a sudden slap in his heart and shouted: "Don't give others a chance! Intercept the ball!"

But it was too late. While everyone's attention was on Lu Zhishen, a figure had already followed the Liao people. After calmly receiving the pass, he suddenly exerted force and rushed towards the dragon gate again. It was Zhao Tianyao, who was the most troublesome thing for the Liao people.

"Stop him!" Xiao Shi suddenly pressed the ground, his body bounced up, and then rushed towards the opponent quickly. Five days ago, he had fought with Zhao Tianyao head-on, knowing how fast this man dribbled the ball, and he must not be careless at all.

But just as Xiao Shi suddenly rushed over with two players, Zhao Tianyao's mouth suddenly raised, and his toes slight, the ball was raised high by him and landed towards the other end of the court. And there, after Yang Zhi, who had already been ready to take Cuju, rushed out like an arrow offline. The angle he was at was the most suitable for shooting at the gantry, so he only snatched five feet and felt that he had already entered his own range, so he rushed to calmly shoot before the Liao people who had been mobilized to make up for defense.

The football shoes with good quality in later generations allowed him to fully control the strength on his feet, so that the entire Cuju would not deviate from the established track due to uneven strength. With the sound of wind, Cuju crossed the sky, and then, under the gaze of thousands of people in the field, they easily drilled into the Fengliu's eyes at the top of the gantry!

One to zero!

When the game was nearly halfway through the third quarter, the Song people team, which had been on the passive defense side, launched the only offensive in today's game, and then easily tore through the Liao people's defense line and sent Cuju into the goal!

Boom... The entire stadium was boiling at this moment. The Song people who had been suppressed for two and a half hours stood up and applauded. The shouts soared into the sky, making the people waiting outside stunned, wondering what kind of changes had happened in the stadium.

Even the princes Zhao Huan and Tong Guan, who have always shown their steadiness, were blushed at this time, clenched their fists, and their faces were filled with smiles, and they kept saying goodbye.

Only those Liao people, but their faces turned a little blue at this time and they didn't react for a long time. How could this be possible? Why did the Song people, who were clearly in a passive manner, suddenly succeed in counterattacking?

Sun Tu and others who stayed behind to prevent the attack from failing to succeed also showed surprise on their faces. Li Sichang and others looked at Sun Tu with admiration. The direction of Cuju really developed according to the arrangement of their captain, especially this virtual and real surprise attack, which further reflected the magic of military strategy.

No matter how the two sides reacted, the score had changed anyway, and the Song people had to kick off the ball next. This made the Liao people even more angry. They stared at Sun Tu, who slowly came to the midfield and slowly passed the ball towards their players, wishing they could surround them and regain the ball back immediately.

In their opinion, the Song team, who had already decided to focus on defending, would definitely reuse the same trick after leading the score. After handing over the ball, they would spend a little time through defense until they achieved the final victory, so they were ready to attack with all their strength.

But just when the twelve Liao players took it for granted and wanted to grab the ball as soon as possible, Li Sichang, who was controlling Cuju, suddenly turned around with force, and even protruded out of the gap between the two defenders. Then he kicked the ball hard and sent the ball towards the gantry gate of the Liao people ahead as quickly as possible.

At the same moment he started, all the Song players who were already lazy and seemed to have no intention of attack suddenly rushed forward one by one. This time, it was really beyond the expectations of the Liao people. Until several Song players passed by them and were already leading several positions, these people suddenly realized, turned around and shouted, and rushed to chase them.

But at this time, their speed could no longer keep up with Sun Tu and others who were running with all their might.

The two and a half quarters of fierce attack had already consumed a lot of their physical strength. Even in this winter month, these people were covered in sweat, soaking the short jerseys, which greatly affected their speed. In addition, they had just passed the most intense defense game and their bodies were in a state of restrained fatigue, so the pursuit seemed particularly heavy.

On the contrary, the situation of the Song people was much better. The jerseys and shorts they wore were not affected by their physical reactions because of their good breathability. Moreover, although the previous consumption was high, they still had a chance to breathe. At this time, they ran with all their might, and they quickly distanced themselves from the Liao people.

Sun Tu rushed to the front of the ball with his horse and rushed straight to the opponent's gantry like lightning. Xiao Shi, the only one who could block his way, suddenly showed his flying tackle again, but Sun Tu easily flashed by. At the same time, he sent the ball to Zhao Tianyao's feet, whose speed was no longer below him.

The latter had a firm face and raised the speed of the ball to the extreme. He rushed to the roar gate like lightning. He only adjusted slightly and then pulled his feet and shot. At this time, the fastest Liao man who was actively returning to defense was still three feet away from him. He was powerless except for a roar that was unwilling to accept it.

"Huh...swish-!" The little Cuju crawled into Fengliu's eyes, and the score turned 2 to zero in a blink of an eye!

At this time, the Changxiang located on the sidelines was almost burning to the end, and only a small red dot was still flashing in the wind. The Liao players who found this fell down weakly. The gap between the two goals was completely insufficient to catch up.

They lost, and they were even more embarrassed than the Song people five days ago. They not only lost to opponents with fewer numbers than themselves, but also scored two goals.

The Song people around him could no longer control the ecstasy in their hearts and cheered loudly: "The Song Dynasty will win! The Song Dynasty will win!"

Amid these cheers, the gongs started again, and today's second battle between Song and Liao was finally declared to end...
Chapter completed!