It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 294: The First Sword of the European War, Killing the Marseilles First (Part )
"Chelsea 1-0 Marseille."

"Mandanda should be very familiar with Charles, but no matter how familiar he is, he can't stop the shot of his national team teammate."

"In fact, he should have been mentally prepared, because the feeling of being shot at like this should be very familiar."

"Marseille coach Didier Deschamps was very cautious in his deployment, but his caution did not bring him any outstanding results, because all defenses are so vulnerable in the face of absolute offensive power."

"Okay, now it's time for the Marseille players to think about how to spend the rest of the time."

"Charles has already opened the scoring for Chelsea, so what awaits them next may be a battle royale."

"Of course, what they need to consider is not how to escape or even fight back in this battle royale, but how to stay in a good mood in the following time so as not to lose confidence in football."

15 minutes.

Mandanda kicked the ball with a long kick, Zhirkov and Cisse competed for the header at the same time, and finally Zhirkov headed the ball towards Alex.

After taking a look at the dense defense in the midfield, Chelsea's defender was not in a hurry to pass the ball, but controlled the ball under his feet and looked for loopholes in the Marseille players' defense.

Just as Alex received the ball again, Brandao followed as usual.

At this moment, Alex quickly pushed the ball outwards with the outside of his foot, and Brandao hurried back, but he only got halfway when Terry quickly passed the ball forward.

"Snapped--"

Heinze quickly turned around and stretched his foot to intercept the ball, but the speed of the ball was beyond his expectations. In the end, he was still a step too late and the ball went straight to Neymar's feet.

The moment Neymar received the ball, Marseille players immediately retreated and pressed forward frantically.

Heinze rushed forward immediately, and Neymar did not slow down. Just as the two were about to rush to the sideline, Neymar quickly stepped over the ball with his right foot and turned around the moment his right foot landed.

Heinze fell behind by one step due to inertia, and when he turned around, Neymar was already preparing to cut inside.

Diawara had no choice but to attack from the front and back with Heinze, but before he could stretch out his foot, Namar had already knocked the ball forward again.

Capore and Diawara quickly turned around, and Gonzalez rushed over from not far away.

Just as the encirclement of the three people was about to close, Charles still stood still.

And in the next moment, the Marseille players who were just confused immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The ball flew to Charles' feet, and Charles easily knocked the ball towards the goal with the outside of his right foot.

With just this simple move, the ball passed directly through the gap between Diawara and Capore.

In a blink of an eye, Marseille's defense was already crumbling.

Neymar rushed into the Marseille penalty area like a rocket, and the only one who reacted was Mbia not far away.

But Charles' pass would turn. In Mbia's eyes, the ball was clearly between the two of them, but in the blink of an eye, the ball turned towards Neymar.

His tackle was instantly in vain, and Neymar knocked the ball inwards with his right foot.

Mbia rushed towards Neymar again to block his shooting path.

Heinze, Diawara Kaporre and Gonzalez also reacted and all rushed into the penalty area.

Charles quietly followed the Marseille players to the front point, ready to make a follow-up shot at any time.

At the front, Neymar estimated Nubia's speed, and the moment he rushed up, he kicked the ball with his left foot.

"Snapped--"

Mandanda was startled and Nubia quickly turned his head, only to see the ball being passed horizontally along the small penalty area line, and at the end of the small penalty area line, Malouda was ready to go.

The moment the ball came, Malouda scored in one go.

Gonzalez, who was stuck between the two men, felt his scalp tingling. He took a deep breath and quickly fell to the ground to shoot.

I was just one step late, but I can’t be late again this time!
But as the sound of the ball hitting the net reached his ears clearly, he had to admit that one step late is always too late.

The already restless Stamford Bridge was ignited again.

Countless Chelsea fans were shouting wildly and waving everything they could.

There was even blue smoke appearing on some of the stands.

Men, women, young and old, all were shouting Malouda's name excitedly.

Malouda excitedly rushed to the corner area, and Charles and Neymar rushed towards him at the same time.

The three of them gathered together and celebrated excitedly.

Malouda couldn't help but patted Neymar on the head and said, "What a great pass! It was so cool!"

Neymar quickly shook his head and shook off Malouda's hand on his head.

Maluda turned around nonchalantly and said, "Good pass..." After seeing clearly that it was Xia Er, he quickly retracted his extended hand and said, "Ah, my hand was a little sore just now."

Ciel couldn't help but laugh.

"Chelsea 2-0 Marseille."

"The blue flags were all showing off their power. Today, their trident of Malouda, Charles and Neymar was as sharp as the sword in the hands of Poseidon."

"In today's match, the three of them worked together brilliantly. Neymar on the left launched the attack, while Charles in the middle played the role of a thread, and finally Malouda on the right made the final kill."

"Legend has it that when Poseidon is angry, he can stir up huge waves, trigger storms and tsunamis, and crush all enemies to pieces."

"And today, the Maasai are already experiencing the consequences of this."

"Their double defense line was as thin as a cicada's wing in front of the trident. Although Heinzembia and others had put up a lot of resistance, in the end, things did not develop as they wished."

"No, no, no, maybe it should be said another way. Today, Xhaka and Neymar are like the three brothers Zeus, Hades and Poseidon."

"The three worked together to put on the most exquisite performance at Stanford today."

"The 18-year-old Neymar showed his extraordinary talent and fooled Heinze and Mbia."

"Perhaps it's really like what Bailey said, having him and Charles as teammates can accelerate his growth."

"In his presence just now, we saw a lot of the footnotes of Ciel's past."

"And in the process of scoring the goal just now, Charles only had one touch of the ball."

"But those who are good at fighting often do not have great achievements. A seemingly ordinary kick is actually a heavy sword without an edge."

"Without his passing, there would be no subsequent events."

"When Neymar received the pass from Charles and moved forward, Malouda followed him in perfect sync."

"And in the end he extended Chelsea's lead with his superb shooting skills."

"If he were five years younger, perhaps his value would rise again based on his performance tonight."

"Ancelotti has found a new combination that shocked the world. Perhaps their deadly inspiration and absolute talent will sweep across Europe this year, but at present the only thing Marseille needs to consider is how to survive in this cruel game."

Ancelotti was still chewing gum on the sidelines.

But on the other side, Deschamps was touching his head and thinking about what to do next.

Defend, you can't defend.

Let’s attack, or we’ll probably concede more goals.

No matter what choice you make, there will be wolves in front and tigers behind.

Brandao restarted the game. After passing the ball back to the defense, Heinze quickly passed the ball to Cisse.

Chelsea's defenders did not become complacent with their two-goal lead and quickly got into position.

When Cisse was about to pass the center line, he pushed the ball forward again with the outside of his right foot. Remy had just stopped the ball when Zhirkov rushed over.

In addition to Zhirkov, Cole is also eyeing the opportunity.

For safety, Remy immediately turned his back to protect the ball, but Zherkov was still chasing him closely. Reluctant and helpless, Remy could only pass the ball back to Gonzalez again.

Marseille players tried to confuse Chelsea players with their running positions. Just as Neymar, Charles, Zhirkov and others changed their running positions, Heinze received the ball again and kicked it.

"call out--"

He had just passed the ball to Cisse when he was instantly double-teamed by Zhirkov and Char. In a hurry, Cisse could only quickly knock the ball back with his heel.

Remy, who was not far away, was also being watched closely by Chelsea's Cole. Remy could only helplessly pass the ball back to Cisse again.

And at the moment the ball came, Charles, who was standing behind him, suddenly stretched out his foot to meet the ball.

"Snapped!"

Attack and defense switch instantly.

Brandao and Terry rushed towards the ball at the same time, but Terry would never give him this chance.

Before he could stretch out his foot, the ball was knocked out by Terry again.

Gonzalez and Cisse in the middle of the ball path wanted to intercept the ball, but Mikel quickly moved the ball and passed it to Zhirkov on the side again.

The frustrated Gonzalez and Heinze wanted to move forward, but Zhirkov had already passed the ball back to Cole slowly.

Brandao rushed forward quickly, and Cole kicked the ball again, but the ball flew to Cech's feet like a tired bird returning to the forest.

And just like that, the ball was back under Chelsea's control.

The ball passed back and forth between Chelsea's four defenders. Deschamps on the sidelines kept waving his hands, signaling the players to strengthen their defense.

As the center was blocked by Marseille players again, the ball was tried to be passed to the wing again and again, but ultimately failed due to the resolute defense of the Marseille players.

After receiving the ball, Essien chose to pass the ball back again.

Brandao stepped forward to press, but it was doomed to be fruitless.

Just when everyone thought Chelsea were still planning to continue trying to go to the wing, an unknown murderous intent was already hidden in these ordinary passes.

Terry caught the ball again.

Just as he dribbled the ball across the center line, the situation suddenly changed. Terry kicked the ball, and it quickly rose into the air and flew straight to Charles in the middle.

Diawara and Capore felt their ears congested as they listened to their teammates' screams and the excited shouts on the field.

The two of them started walking, rushing towards Charles at the fastest speed, but they couldn't catch up, they couldn't catch up at all!
They were like remnants of an old era, chasing Charles on the shore in a broken carriage as he was catapulted from an aircraft carrier.

Malouda also couldn't keep up with Charles' speed.

Xia glanced over and noticed the Chelsea blue flashing next to the Marseille jersey.

Just as he was about to step into the restricted area, Charles consciously slowed down.

Mandanda thought that he was trying to do something to confuse his footwork or affect his rhythm, and he was like a nervous old hen protecting her chicks, with his arms spread out, his center of gravity lowered, and his stare at Charles.

Meanwhile, Diawara and Kabore finally caught up, but as for Heinze and Mbia? They were still left behind.

That's it!
Charles shook his ankle and drew the ball.

"call out!"

Capore fell to the ground and shot, but he immediately regretted it half a second later because Charles's shot was a fake and the ball was a real pass.

And Chelsea, who was just flashing in his peripheral vision, Neymar appeared in Charles' frontal field of vision and shot the ball, beating the Marseille players.

Mandanda quickly got to the ground and stretched out his hand to save the ball. As a result, Neymar, who rushed into the small penalty area, saw Mandanda who was unwilling to retreat, and subconsciously wanted to retract his feet, but it was too late.

In the end, the ball turned into an anti-aircraft gun and flew towards the stands. Mandanda was also hit in the heart and kept rubbing his chest.

"It's a pity that Neymar was already in the small penalty area, but he didn't expect that his shot would be a cannon."

"The main reason is that Heinze pressed too high just now. He didn't have enough time to retreat this time, so Neymar rushed through."

"Then Charles probably saw this opportunity and thought about delaying the game a little bit before passing the ball to Neymar."

"It's a pity."

"The Marseille players must be sweating profusely now. Mandanda also tried his best to block the ball. OK, Mandanda stood up again. It seems that he is fine."

Marseille goal kick.

Mandanda put the ball on the ground, looked at his teammates' positions again, and finally chose to kick the ball.

Under the glow of the lights, the ball turned into a beam of white light and flew straight to the midfield.

Charles retreated again.

He is not so used to staying in the penalty area. Compared with the penalty area, he prefers the top of the penalty area.

But in the scramble between Zhirkov and Gonzalez, Zhirkov successfully headed the ball to Mikel.

Gonzalez immediately turned around and rushed over at the same time as Sheru.

Not far away, Diawara and Capore watched Charles' every move carefully.

As Gonzalez was about to press, Mikel also moved.

"Snapped!"

Just as he stretched out his leg, Mikel passed directly through Gonzalez.

And Charles, who was in the front, stopped the ball steadily. In an instant, the air defense alarms of Diawara and Capore were immediately sounded.

Not only these two people, Gonzalez and Sheru also came over at the same time.

After receiving the ball, Charles turned around calmly. Diawara and Cabre didn't dare to move at all, for fear that they would be overtaken by Charles in the next second.

The next second, Charles kicked the ball with his left foot again, and the ball went straight to Neymar like a sword.

Neymar on the wing moved the ball slightly, and just as Heinze was about to reach him, Neymar directly lifted the ball to the middle.

not good!

Diawara and Capore reacted immediately, but it was too late. Charles successfully made an offside and passed between them.

Mandanda's heart was broken. The person who was most familiar to him jumped high, shook his head, and won the ball.

The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns.

"boom--"

Mandanda looked back and the ball was like the moon in the water, seemingly within reach, yet as far away as winning a game.

The moment he landed, the ball also hit the net.

(End of this chapter)