Bruce looked at Tang Endi's back and sighed in his heart: It turns out that there is no need to take action by himself in a matter of upholding justice. There is a more powerful character here.

Waiting for the players to return from the court, Tang En has been waiting in the locker room for a long time.

"Defense." After everyone calmed down, he clapped his hands, "If we want to fight Chelsea with offense here, believe me, guys, it must be our "death battle".

Let me briefly analyze the situation. Chelsea urgently needs victory and three-pointers to catch up with Manchester United. With eight rounds left in the league, in theory, they'd better win every game. Otherwise, six points are not a small gap.

We just need to tie Chelsea in this game. It will definitely be a big blow for Moulinho. At the same time, defense on the away game is a safe strategy. But don’t let go of the chance of scoring." Tang En shook his fingers.

"A ball may overturn everything. But I want you to remember that in any case, defense is the first priority. Make sure we don't lose the ball, and then consider how to score their goal!"

As Donn said in the locker room, Moulinho must win this game, and for this reason he sent the strongest attacking lineup at home, Drogba, Shepchenko, Barack, Lampard... all the offensive players who can be sent are on the field.

In response to this situation, Tang En used a 451 defensive counterattack lineup to deal with it.

Five midfielders are used to deal with Chelsea's "world-class" midfielder.

The actual effect is pretty good. Most of the game, both sides played tug-of-war in the midfield. The Forest's tight defense and a completely shameless rogue style of play made Chelsea very painful.

Both sides made more mistakes, often the Forest team lost the ball by one mistake, and after Chelsea got the ball, another pass mistake was immediately made, and the football was returned.

The Forests are not afraid of mistakes, but Chelsea cannot make mistakes. They are wasting their own offensive opportunities.

The game scene was a mess, and neither side had any high-quality attacks. The Forest team had no plans to have any high-quality attacks at all, and used beautiful cooperation to pass the football into Chelsea's goal.

Chelsea really wants to play high-quality offense, but they are always stopped by Forest's destructive play at critical moments.

The game time was consumed like this.

Of course, there is no chance at all. Chelsea created three most threatening opportunities in the game, especially the one before the end of the game. After a series of amazing cooperation, Chelsea successfully tore open the Forest's defense line, but Drogba's last kick was too pursuing strength and was above the crossbar.

That time Moulinho was so angry that he almost threw the suit on his body to the ground. After seeing the football flying out, Tang En breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the chair and didn't want to get up.

If the opponent scores the goal at the last moment, the team's ninety minutes of efforts will be wasted.

Ninety minutes later, looking at the 0:0 on the scoreboard and listening to the final whistle sounding in his ears, Moulinho's face was as cold as Antarctic.

Tang En, who was a bit like "surviving the disaster", smiled like the spring breeze blowing on his face. He took the initiative to reach out to Moulinho: "My friend, you almost beat us." He deliberately highlighted the word "almost". "What a pity, it's just almost."

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Moulinho doesn't want Don Eun to be too proud. He also knows that if he looks frustrated or angry, it is what that bastard wants to see the most, so he must not get what he wants.

So he forced a smile: "There are seven rounds in the league, Mr. Tang En. But there is something very certain, do you want to listen?"

Tang En made a statement of scrutiny.

"My team still has a chance to compete for the championship, and your team won't even have the chance to 'almost win the league'."

Don Eun's face changed, but he quickly returned to normal and smiled at Moulinho: "Then I wish your team good luck and strive to 'almost win the league championship' as soon as possible'"

Next, two bad-looking people released each other's hands at the same time and turned around and left the court.
Chapter completed!