pertwk Chapter 82 Commander Tu
Chapter 82 Commander Tu
Match day.
evening.
The team bus, emblazoned with the Monaco red and white team crest, slowly drove into the outer road of the Westfalen Stadium.
Through the dark-tinted, shatterproof car window, Jiang Ming could see from afar that the roadside was already filled with a crowd of people dressed in yellow and black.
A dense crowd of fans stretched from the intersection all the way to the stadium entrance, with countless yellow scarves held high.
boom!
A half-finished bottle of beer was smashed against the bus window.
This startled Mbappe, who was watching the commotion from the window, causing him to shrink back in fright.
Then came the stones, crumpled newspapers, and a lighter…
Various kinds of debris clattered and crashed onto the car.
The roars and boos from the fans could be heard clearly even through the car window.
Dortmund fans are telling them in the most straightforward way.
Whose territory is this?
"These people are crazy." Mbappe wiped his face, still shaken.
Bernardo Silva leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "That's how German football fanatics are."
"Especially the Dortmund fans, they are the craziest of all these lunatics."
Seeing Mbappe's bewildered expression, Bernardo Silva sighed.
He added, "It's not that they're mentally unstable, but rather that their passion for football is ingrained in their very bones."
"Moreover, the term 'football fanatic' originally came from German."
Fabinho chimed in from the side.
"To put it bluntly, the city of Dortmund has a population of just over 600,000, but their home league matches are always packed with more than 80,000 people."
"There are even tens of thousands more fans who couldn't get tickets crowding outside the stadium."
"From this, you should be able to tell just how fanatical these people are about football, right?"
Speaking of which...
Fabinho's gaze swept over the two men, and he said in a deep voice, "So, you two need to be careful in this match, and don't let your legs go weak!"
Jiang Ming shrugged.
Mbappe's lips curled up in a smile.
"Don't worry! I played soccer in Bondi when I was a kid, and everyone said I had a big heart."
"Who knows, maybe one day I'll represent France in the World Cup and not falter in the final match under the spotlight?"
……
"Zhuangdian'ertai! Zhuangdian'ertai!"
Good evening, everyone!
"Welcome to the first leg of the 2015-16 UEFA Europa League Round of 16!"
"The Bundesliga powerhouse Borussia Dortmund will host French side Monaco at the Westfalenstadion."
"I am He Wei, the commentator for this match."
"I am Xu Yang."
The live camera slowly panned across the stadium.
The stands were already a sea of yellow and black.
Although there was still half an hour before the match started.
But fans have already started singing Dortmund songs in the stands.
……
Inside the players' tunnel.
The players from both sides are waiting to enter the game.
Jiang Ming leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest.
A dull rumble came from overhead.
The entire player tunnel vibrated slightly as a result.
Jiang Ming took a deep breath, and a familiar notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.
[Ding! The new stage of the Europa League knockout stage has begun!]
[Current Stage: Round of 16]
Current opponent: Borussia Dortmund
Current progress: 0%
[Note: The tasks for each stage will be finalized after the two rounds of competition.]
[Rewards will be distributed based on the advancement results.]
Jiang Ming glanced at it briefly and then closed the system.
Just then.
The gate at the end of the players' tunnel slowly opened.
The blinding lights shone in from inside the stadium.
next second.
A deafening roar swept in like a tsunami.
boom!!!
Tens of thousands of people stood up at the same time.
A wave of yellow scarves covered the entire stadium.
On the stands.
Countless fans stood shoulder to shoulder, forming a human wave.
Paper scraps and golden ribbons rained down from the sky.
It was as if they wanted to set the entire Westfalen stadium ablaze.
The away team's players' tunnel faces Dortmund's south stand.
On that famous yellow city wall in Europe.
The enormous Tifo slowly took shape.
That was a giant Borussia Dortmund team emblem pieced together by tens of thousands of fans using yellow canvases.
The team crest shone brightly under the spotlight, like a giant yellow wall descending from the sky, pressing down on the Monaco players.
Just as Tifo was formed.
The DJ at the scene spoke through the microphone.
The rousing voices echoed throughout the entire stadium.
"BVB!!"
"09!!"
"BVB!!"
"09!!"
Tens of thousands of people shouted at the same time.
The sound waves swept across the stadium like a tsunami.
This moment.
Whether it's the Monaco players on the field or the viewers in front of their televisions.
They finally understood why this stadium was called—
Europe's most intimidating home ground!
……
Led by the referee team.
Players from both sides entered the field with their caddies.
The starting lineup for this match was also displayed on the big screen.
Borussia Dortmund (3-4-3):
Goalkeeper: Weidenfeller
Defenders: Piszczek, Hummels, Sven Bender
Midfielders: Castro, Weigl, Kagawa, Schmelzer
Forwards: Mkhitaryan, Aubameyang, Reus
Monaco (4-2-3-1):
Goalkeeper: Subasic
Defenders: Raggi, Wallace, Carvalho, Etcheil
Defensive midfielders: Fabinho, Moutinho
Attacking midfielder: Jiang Ming
Forwards: Bernardo Silva, Lemar, Mbappe
……
"Monaco is still using their most familiar 4-2-3-1 formation. It seems that Jardim is prioritizing stability," Xu Yang commented.
"However... Dortmund actually changed their formation at the last minute?!" He Wei frowned slightly.
"They used a different 4-3-3 formation than they did in the last match against Bayern Munich."
"Instead, they fielded a three-man defense in this match, with Castro playing as a makeshift right wing-back."
……
Live stream chat:
"Is this the Dortmund at their peak? Their lineup looks pretty impressive!"
"There are heavyweight players in every position, from front to back."
"With the added advantage of playing at home, it feels like Monaco is in trouble."
"I don't think so. Judging from the formation, Tuchel has changed his formation. I don't know if it's good or bad."
"Perhaps it's because Gündoğan was injured during training, which forced us to change formations?"
"If that's the case, then it's understandable. I hope Tutu doesn't follow Guardiola's example and do research during important matches..."
……
The referee, Chakel, had his whistle in his mouth.
He stared intently at the watch on his wrist.
When the time comes.
"Beep—"
The whistle blew, and the game began!
Dortmund kicks off.
Aubameyang passed the ball back to Weigl.
Monaco's three forwards pressed forward, applying appropriate pressure at the start of the game.
Weigl was prepared, and with a slight flick of his right foot, he dodged Lemar's challenge.
He then delivered a precise cross pass, sending the ball to the right wing.
Castro made a high-speed run-in at almost the same time.
He dribbled the ball forward a few steps and reached his position.
He launched a long diagonal pass, lobbing the ball behind Monaco's defense.
Aubameyang, like a black lightning bolt, used his speed to instantly leave Carvalho behind.
Before Subasic could react, he headed the ball towards the goal!
The ball grazed the crossbar and went out of bounds.
"That was close!"
He Wei in the studio gasped.
"Dortmund launched a blitzkrieg right from the start!"
"This is Tuchel's 3-4-3 formation. The two wing-backs push up significantly, and the attacking trident charges straight behind the defense, giving Monaco absolutely no chance to breathe!"
"Bundesliga teams still love to use fast breaks against Ligue 1 teams!"
……
Monaco's goal kick.
Subasic launched a long ball into the attacking third.
Jiang Ming, using his positioning skills, got to the ball first and headed it to Fabinho.
But as soon as he landed, Shinji Kagawa clung to him like a shadow.
Fabinho wanted to pass the ball back to Jiang Ming to organize the attack.
But they discovered that Castro had already cut in from the right flank.
He and Shinji Kagawa formed a double-team, trapping Jiang Ming in the middle.
Jiang Ming could only try to retreat, trying to create space to receive the ball.
But Shinji Kagawa stuck to him like a leech.
Fabinho had no choice but to pass the ball to the near post.
But at that moment, Mkhitaryan suddenly dropped back from the front line and intercepted Fabinho's pass.
"Beautiful pressing!" Xu Yang exclaimed.
"Dortmund's tactics today were very clear: as soon as Jiang Ming got the ball, two players would immediately rush up to press him and cut off his passing lanes."
"Without Jiang Ming's orchestration, Monaco's midfield is like a kite with a broken string!"
After intercepting the ball, Mkhitaryan didn't hold onto it for long; instead, he made a through pass to Schmelzer, who was making a run down the left flank.
Schmelzer dribbled forward at high speed, and Monaco's right-back Raggi immediately came up to defend.
Schmelzer feinted a shot, then suddenly stopped and changed direction, shaking off Raji.
He then delivered a precise cross, sending the ball into the Monaco penalty area.
Aubameyang and Reus both made runs forward.
The two players jumped to contest the header, getting ahead of Monaco's two center-backs!
Fortunately, Subasic reacted even faster this time, punching the ball out of the penalty area with both fists.
The ball fell to Shinji Kagawa, who had made a run into the penalty area.
Shinji Kagawa didn't stop the ball and volleyed it directly.
The ball hit Wallace and bounced out of bounds.
Dortmund's corner kick!
Half a minute later.
Mkhitaryan stood in the corner area, raising his right hand.
The penalty area in Monaco was packed with people.
Dortmund's three center-backs all pushed forward.
Jiang Ming stood at the top of the penalty area arc, responsible for defending the second ball.
He looked up at the south grandstand.
That yellow ocean was pulsating rhythmically.
The shouts grew louder and louder.
Mkhitaryan takes the corner kick.
The football, spinning intensely, flew towards the far post of the penalty area.
Hummels leaped high and headed the ball across the goal.
Aubameyang got ahead of everyone else and lunged forward to the top!
The football grazed the post and went out of bounds.
A sigh escaped from the entire Westfalen stadium.
But then, even louder shouts rang out.
Borussia Dortmund fans cheered on their players with their voices.
They believed it was only a matter of time before they scored.
It had only been less than ten minutes since the start of the game.
Dortmund have already had three dangerous shots on goal.
"Dortmund's pace is too fast..."
"Monaco were completely pinned back in their own half and couldn't even mount a decent attack."
"Jiang Ming can hardly get the ball. As soon as he gets close to the ball, at least two Dortmund players will surround him."
……
Sidelines.
Yaldin frowned.
His notebook was filled with Dortmund's tactics and strategies.
But he didn't expect Tuchel to execute the high press so thoroughly.
"These Germans are crazy," the assistant coach muttered to himself.
"They started sprinting at full speed from the first minute. Aren't they afraid of running out of energy in the second half?"
Yardin shook his head.
"That's Dortmund's style of play."
"Their goal is to overwhelm us from the start, accelerate the pace of the game, and then exploit our weaknesses."
"And have Shinji Kagawa mark Jiang Ming closely, making it difficult for him to get the ball at his feet."
"Tuchel has figured us out completely..."
Yaldin let out a long sigh of relief.
Tuchel truly deserves his reputation as the first player in the history of the German Football Association's coaching academy to achieve a perfect score on the theoretical exam—a true monster.
No one had ever been able to do this in the forty years before him.
To this day, no one else has been able to achieve his results.
His tactics are like a sophisticated machine.
Every part was working perfectly, presenting itself flawlessly on the field.
Jardim now only hopes that the team can weather these wave after wave of attacks.
This will give him time to come up with some solutions...
……
The match has reached the 29th minute.
Monaco finally launched their first decent counterattack since the start of the game.
Moutinho received a pass from Fabinho in midfield.
Before Dortmund's players could press him, he launched a long pass forward.
Mbappe shot off like an arrow.
He shook off Castro's defense.
It looked like a one-on-one situation was about to unfold.
But at that moment, Piszczek, positioned on the right, suddenly appeared.
He used a clean sliding tackle to clear the ball out of bounds.
"Beautiful defense! Piszczek's anticipation was spot on!"
"This is the advantage of Dortmund's three-center-back system!"
"Even if a wing-back is beaten, there are always center-backs to cover, giving Mbappe absolutely no space to sprint!"
……
Live stream chat:
"Wow, Dortmund's tactics are a bit too advanced, aren't they?"
"It feels like every aspect of Monaco is being restrained!"
"Who do you think Tuchel is?"
"The only coach in the history of the German Football Association's Coaching Academy to achieve a perfect score in theory! A master of various tactics!"
"They managed to escape with a draw against Guardiola's Bayern in the last league match!"
"Hiss... This is terrifying!"
……
On the field.
Dortmund continued their offensive.
Castro made a cross pass to Weigl in the middle.
Weigel looked up and glanced at the left flank.
Schmelzer was found to be using a looping technique.
He immediately sent the ball over with a long diagonal pass.
Schmelzer controlled the ball steadily, and Raggi immediately moved up to defend.
Just when everyone thought Schmelzer was going to cross from the byline...
Reus suddenly dropped back from the attacking third and executed a beautiful one-two with Schmelzer.
Fabinho hurriedly covered Reus's position.
At this moment, a tiny gap appeared in Monaco's middle.
Schmelzer crossed the ball without stopping it.
The ball, spinning intensely, traced a beautiful arc across the Westphalian night sky.
He precisely bypassed Monaco's two defenders.
Aubameyang leaped high at the near post, attempting to head the ball.
Monaco's center-backs immediately rushed towards him, attempting to disrupt him.
But Aubameyang was just feinting!
He didn't even touch the ball; it flew over his head.
It landed at the feet of Mkhitaryan, who was unmarked at the far post.
Mkhitaryan did not hesitate at all.
Take a step.
Volley!
The football shot straight into the far corner of the goal like a cannonball!
Subasic made a diving save, his fingertips touching the ball, but he still couldn't stop it from going into the net!
boom!!!
The entire Westfalen stadium erupted instantly.
More than 60,000 fans jumped up at the same time.
The yellow walls of the south grandstand seemed to come alive.
The shouts, like a landslide or a tsunami, nearly ripped the roof off.
The DJ turned on the microphone.
"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
In the studio of CCV5.
He Wei also spoke up excitedly.
"Goal!!"
"In the 32nd minute! Dortmund takes a 1-0 lead!!"
"Perfect tactical coordination!"
"From organizing their play in the backfield to scoring a goal in the attacking third, they only needed fewer than ten passes!"
"There were no unnecessary movements!"
"Schmelzer's cross, Aubameyang's feint, Mkhitaryan's shot at the far post!"
"Every link in the chain was perfectly executed! Dortmund's movement completely tore Monaco's defense apart!"
"This is the bumblebee under Tuchel's rule!"
"Under Commander Tullić's leadership, Dortmund is like the German Blitzkrieg forces that swept across Europe more than seventy years ago!"
"Their terrifying tactical execution left this Ligue 1 team utterly helpless!"