We made you the King of Prisoners, and now you've become the King of Football?

Chapter 101 Writing History at Anfield

Anfield Stadium erupted in a frenzy at that moment.

More than 40,000 Liverpool fans stood up at the same time.

The cheers were so loud they made your eardrums vibrate.

"Goal!!" Zhan Jun shouted.

"Milner! Easily taps the ball into the empty net!"

"The 58th minute of the match!"

Liverpool extend their lead to 3-1!

"A textbook example of a defensive counter-attack!"

"Monaco has completely fallen into Klopp's trap!"

"Down by two goals! Can Monaco pull off a comeback?!"

Hearing Zhan Jun's excited voice, Zhang Lu could only chuckle.

Live stream chat.

"Huh? No? Liverpool scored again?"

"3-1! They're really going to crush Monaco!"

"Did you notice that Liverpool's tactics seemed to change a bit in the second half, but I can't quite put my finger on it?"

"There have definitely been changes! Liverpool's current manager is Klopp! The man who led Dortmund to two consecutive Bundesliga titles when Bayern Munich was dominating the league."

"There are definitely a lot of things to consider in terms of tactics."

"As for what it is, that's none of our business; that's something for Yaldin to consider."

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Milner ran straight to the sidelines.

His face flushed red as he shouted at the Liverpool fans in the stands.

"Vamos!!!"

The Liverpool players who arrived from behind hugged and embraced Milner, surrounding him in a flurry of activity.

Klopp on the sidelines suddenly jumped up and down.

The moment he landed, he threw three more punches forward.

Klopp felt a strange sensation in the back of his thigh.

But he still wholeheartedly joined in the team's celebration.

Yardin sighed.

So you still can't do it?

He looked at Klopp, who was clutching his thigh in front of the Liverpool bench.

I was surprised that I hadn't even noticed the change in Liverpool's tactics.

Liverpool maintained their high press at the start of the second half.

The same tactics.

This led Jardim to naturally assume that Liverpool hadn't made many changes.

So their team continued to play the long pass style as before.

But little did anyone expect that this was actually a trap set by Klopp.

The purpose was to lure their own team into continuing to launch long passes.

Then, they would contest the second point of contact to intercept the ball and launch a counterattack.

Then, the situation on the field turned into Liverpool's favorite scenario.

The counter-attack continued, resulting in a successful goal.

Klopp's series of tactics convinced Jardim.

The opponent truly deserves to be called a renowned coach who can manage a powerhouse like Liverpool.

In terms of tactics, Klopp is no less capable than him!

Inside the VIP box.

Woodward watched as the Liverpool players embraced and celebrated on the pitch.

"it's over."

"Monaco has no chance of turning this game around."

"Klopp's Liverpool team has an incredibly terrifying attacking force."

"It's exactly the same as when we were eliminated."

Woodward recalled the two legs of the Europa League match.

The same high-pressing tactics, the same lightning-fast counterattacks, and the same suffocatingly oppressive pace.

Even Manchester United couldn't gain an advantage from Klopp's tactics.

"If this weren't his first season in charge of Liverpool, I really wouldn't know how competitive he is in the league —"

Van Gaal sat to the side, his gaze fixed on the center of the pitch.

"Klopp's greatest strength is his ability to always steer the game into his own rhythm."

"The opponents thought they had taken advantage of Liverpool's fatigue and could advance steadily."

"Actually, it starts from the moment the opponent lowers their guard."

"The opponent has already stepped into the trap that Klopp dug in advance."

Woodward nodded.

"I originally thought that Chinese kid could cause Liverpool some trouble."

"It now seems that no matter how strong an individual player is..."

"But ultimately it is difficult to counter a complete and mature tactical system."

"However, today's inspection is almost over. Just as you said, ginger is indeed worth introducing—"

Woodward spoke to himself.

Van Gaal remained silent, instead focusing intently on the field.

The game has restarted.

Monaco kicks off from the center circle.

Jiang Ming gently passed the ball to Fabinho beside him.

He turned and ran towards the front field.

利物浦已经退回本方半场，阵型从4—2—3—1变成了4—4—1—1。

Lallana on the left and Milner on the right dropped back to play as wingers.

Only Coutinho remains in the attacking third as the playmaker, with Origi as the finisher.

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Liverpool's current midfield and defense lines are compressed to less than 15 meters apart.

Leaving no room for Monaco to get involved.

Monaco, on the other hand, continued with the tactics set at halftime.

He launched a long pass directly behind Liverpool's defense.

Lemar made a high-speed run down the left flank, attempting to gain the first touch.

But Liverpool, having already tightened their defenses, clearly wouldn't give Lemar such an opportunity.

The wingers and full-backs combined to instantly trap Lemar in their midfield.

Liverpool successfully regained control of the ball.

"Monaco's long pass failed." Zhan Jun's voice came through the live broadcast.

"After Liverpool retreated deeper into the game, the layers of their defense became immediately apparent."

"The center-backs hold the penalty area, and the two defensive midfielders crouch near the edge of the box to control second balls."

"It's too difficult for Monaco to break through with simple long passes."

Zhang Lu chuckled twice.

"Klopp's plan is very clever."

With a two-goal lead, Liverpool have no need to engage in an attacking battle with Monaco.

"We can definitely hold back and launch a counterattack."

"Monaco, press forward! There's plenty of room behind you."

"If we don't bet, we won't be able to turn the score around."

"Yardin is now in a dilemma."

Sidelines.

Jardim stood in front of the substitutes' bench, his brow furrowed.

He had imagined countless scenarios before the match.

But they hadn't anticipated that Klopp would proactively back down.

In his memory.

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The Germans have always prioritized offense.

Even when leading, they will still dominate their opponents.

Bayern Munich is a good example.

But today, Klopp is doing the opposite.

the other side.

Klopp crossed his arms.

The brim of the baseball cap covered most of his face.

He only showed Jazz's hearty smile.

He occasionally raised his hand and pointed to the field.

Call out the players' names twice.

Remind them to pay attention to their defensive positioning.

He was unusually calm and composed.

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They completely lacked the passion and energy they had in the first half.

Only those familiar with Klopp know this.

This is a sign that he has won the game.

The 65th minute of the match.

Monaco finally put together a decent play.

Jiang Ming received the ball near the center circle and passed it to Bernardo Silva, who was making a run down the right flank.

Bernardo Silva dribbled past Moreno and cut the ball back from the byline.

Lemar, following up in the middle, met the ball and shot.

The football hit Sakho's leg and bounced out of bounds.

Corner kick.

Jiang Ming walked to the corner flag area and raised his hand to give a tactical signal.

The corner kick is taken.

Lovren headed the ball out of the penalty area at the near post.

Fabinho followed up with a long-range shot from outside the box.

The football flew over the crossbar, punishing the Liverpool fans behind the goal.

"That long-range shot was way off target," Zhan Jun said.

"Fabinho is getting anxious too."

"The team has been attacking for a long time but hasn't been able to break through."

"Players' mentality is inevitably affected."

The sound of singing in unison had already filled the stands.

The melody of "YOU 'LL NEVERWALKALONE'" echoed in the air above Anfield.

Loud.

This has inadvertently added even more pressure to Monaco's players.

70 minutes.

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Klopp made the first substitution.

Joe Allen replaced Lallana.

Add some defensive toughness to the midfield.

"Klopp has made a substitution," Zhan Jun commented.

"Replace Lallana with defensive midfielder Joe Allen."

"Further strengthen the midfield's interception capabilities."

"It seems he intends to hold onto the 3-1 lead until the very end."

Zhang Lu chimed in, "This personnel change is very pragmatic."

"Joe Allen has a great sense of positioning and excellent interception skills."

"After he came up, it became even more difficult for Jiang Ming to get the ball in the middle and turn around."

"Klopp has seized Monaco's Achilles' heel."

Upon seeing this, Yaldin immediately responded.

Striker Carrillo replaced defensive midfielder Bakayoko.

Increase the height of the forwards and switch to a two-striker formation.

At the same time, Fabinho should be positioned in front of Jiang Ming, standing on the same side.

摩纳哥整体阵型从4—2—3—1变成了激进的4—2—4。

The divine formation has been activated!

After the substitution was completed.

Monaco's offensive intensified.

The two wingers frequently crossed the ball into the box.

Carrillo and Löw took turns vying for the ball in the penalty area.

However, Liverpool's two center-backs are tall and strong, and have excellent aerial defense capabilities.

They headed away the vast majority of crosses.

Monaco is all show and no substance.

They were never able to truly threaten Mignolet's goal.

Jiang Ming roamed back and forth on the edge of the penalty area.

Trying to find an opportunity for a second penalty kick.

Joe Allen and Emre Can are like two mountains.

They blocked his way from the left and right.

Every time he gets the ball, at least two players surround him to block him.

There wasn't even room to turn around.

He could only pass the ball back to his teammates behind him time and time again to reorganize the attack.

The 78th minute of the match.

The situation on the field suddenly changed.

Fabinho receives the ball in midfield.

Facing Joe Allen's defense.

He suddenly flicked the ball to the right.

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He turned his body in an attempt to force his way through.

Joe Allen immediately stretched out his foot to intercept.

Their legs collided.

Fabinho stumbled.

The ball was poked out.

Coutinho dropped back to receive the ball.

Liverpool seized the opportunity to launch a counter-attack.

He dribbled the ball at high speed along the middle.

After crossing the center line.

A diagonal pass was sent behind Monaco's defense.

Origi successfully beat the offside trap.

Form a single blade.

"He's one-on-one with the opponent!"

"Origi!" Zhan Jun's voice suddenly rose.

Anfield erupted in a huge cheer.

All the fans stood up.

Waiting for the fourth goal.

Subasic decisively abandoned his goal and attacked.

The moment Origi took the shot.

He leaped forward and blocked the ball with his body, averting a dangerous situation.

"Subasic!"

"A crucial attack, a brilliant save!"

"That's too dangerous!"

"If that ball goes in again, Monaco will have absolutely no chance."

Zhang Lu began to analyze the formation on the field.

"Monaco's defense is pushed too high, leaving too much space behind them."

"Once the ball is intercepted, the situation becomes one of complete breakdown."

"At this point, Monaco is on the brink of elimination."

Sidelines.

Klopp slammed his hand on the railing in frustration.

They were just one step away from sealing the victory.

the other side.

Yaldin was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

He knew the team couldn't keep pushing forward like that.

Attacking further will only result in conceding more goals.

But if we don't attack.

How can a two-goal gap be closed?

I'm in a dilemma.

The match has reached the 82th minute.

The score remains 3-1.

Liverpool are in the lead.

The Monaco players all looked exhausted.

Their continued attacks yielded no results, gradually eroding their fighting spirit.

Only Jiang Ming was still constantly moving the ball around.

Pass from the left flank to the right flank.

They were searching for even the slightest possible opportunity.

85 minutes.

Bernardo Silva was brought down by Moreno while dribbling down the right flank.

Monaco were awarded a free kick on the right side of the attacking third.

The location is rather remote.

It's not suitable to shoot directly at the goal.

Jiang Ming stood in front of the ball.

He looked up and glanced at his teammates inside the penalty area.

Run up, then strike.

The ball is lobbed towards the far post of the penalty area.

Carrillo leaped high into the air.

A header shot.

The football grazed the post and went out of bounds.

A sigh of regret rose from the away team's stands.

Carrillo clutched his head in frustration.

This was his best chance since he came on, and he just missed it.

Time was ticking away, second by second.

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All Monaco fans believed that the game was over.

The team is down by two goals.

They may have to return to the Stade Louis II to fight for a chance at survival.

The 87th minute of the match.

Fabinho intercepted Henderson's pass in midfield.

He looked up and glanced at the scene before him.

Send the ball towards the edge of the penalty area.

Jiang Ming understood immediately.

He cut between the two defenders.

He grabbed the ball first, turned around, and was about to dribble past Henderson in front of him.

Henderson instinctively reached out and pulled him back.

I couldn't stop him.

Emre Jan, who was following behind, pounced on him.

He tripped Jiang Ming by sticking out his foot.

"Beep—"

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Suddenly, the referee's whistle blew.

He ran quickly to the scene of the incident.

Pointing to the edge of the penalty area.

At the same time, he pulled out a yellow card and gave it to Emre Can.

"Free kick!"

"Monaco has been awarded a free kick in an excellent position!"

"Right in front of the edge of the penalty area."

"About 22 meters from the goal."

"You could actually shoot directly from this position —"

Anfield Stadium erupted in a deafening chorus of boos.

Liverpool players surrounded the referee.

He kept making the famous hand gestures.

Some even questioned whether Jiang Ming faked the fall.

However, the referee remained adamant.

The original verdict was upheld.

Jiang Ming got up from the grass and brushed the grass clippings off his jersey.

He bent down, picked up the soccer ball from the ground, and walked step by step to the penalty spot.

He placed the ball on the grass and adjusted its position.

He seemed oblivious to the boos around him.

Jiang Ming slowly stood up.

He took three steps back.

Stand still.

Liverpool's defensive wall was packed tightly together.

The six players stood in a row.

One hand is behind his back, and the other is placed in front of his crotch.

Mignolet paced back and forth on the goal line.

He spread his arms and loudly directed the position of the human wall.

As a goalkeeper, Mignolet knows all too well how dangerous that position is.

The air on the sidelines seemed to freeze.

Yaldin held his breath.

Lean forward slightly.

His eyes were fixed on the penalty spot.

Klopp also stood up straight.

The composure on his face vanished.

Instead, a sense of solemnity prevailed.

Inside the VIP box.

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Woodward sat up straight.

The wine glass in his hand hung in mid-air.

Van Gaal's eyes held a hint of expectation.

The referee blew his whistle.

Jiang Ming took a deep breath.

approach.

step.

Two steps.

third step.

They came closer.

Support yourself with your left foot.

Fold the right leg.

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Fire!

The instep of his foot struck the bottom edge of the soccer ball hard.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The football soared into the air.

It has strong inward rotation.

It flew straight to the top of the human wall.

The Liverpool players inside the wall jumped simultaneously.

They wanted to block the shooting angle.

But just as the football cleared the top of the wall, it suddenly plummeted downwards.

The fall was sudden and the trajectory was bizarre.

Like withered leaves falling from the branches in autumn.

Mignolet leaped forward.

However, they failed to predict the direction of the football's flight.

The football slammed into the net.

The net vibrated.

"Goal!!" Zhan Jun's hoarse roar echoed throughout the live broadcast room.

"Jiang Mingmei is getting married again!"

"Another leaf-shaped bollard!!"

"Eighty-seventh minute! Monaco pulls a goal back!"

"The score is now 3-2!"

"A perfect leaf ball!"

"After passing the human wall, it plummeted rapidly."

"The goalkeeper couldn't judge where the ball would land at all!"

"The suspense of the match is back!!"

Zhang Lu also praised it repeatedly.

"Hehehe, that was really impressive, that free kick really showed great skill."

"The arc, the speed, the landing point—everything was just right."

"Mignolet made some very good saves, but it was still a little short."

Anfield Stadium was silent for a few seconds.

Suddenly, the away team's stands erupted in chaos.

Hundreds of Monaco fans jumped to their feet.

Waving a red and white scarf in her hand.

They cheered hysterically.

Although the fan group was not large, their voices were exceptionally clear in the vast Anfield stadium.

Sidelines.

Yaldin suddenly swung his fist.

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An excited expression finally appeared on his face.

He turned around and hugged the teaching assistant next to him tightly.

He patted the other person's back hard.

The emotions were suppressed for most of the performance.

It was completely released at that moment.

"Only one goal behind! We also have a two-goal away goal advantage!"

"We can fight even harder back at home!"

the other side.

Klopp's face darkened.

He kicked the mineral water bottle next to his feet hard.

The plastic bottle rolled a long way across the grass.

Jiang Ming did not make any exaggerated celebrations after scoring the goal.

He simply turned and ran toward the center circle.

He gave a high five to Löw, who was rushing over.

Then he patted him on the shoulder.

He whispered something.

There was no ecstasy in his eyes.

Only with an even stronger will to fight.

The game isn't over yet.

This is not enough.

Inside the VIP box.

Woodward stared blankly at the field.

"This...this is allowed in?"

"A free kick from over 20 meters just went in like that?"

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Van Gaal's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

"This kid is still so unpredictable."

"Now the game is really getting interesting."

The game has restarted.

Liverpool were thoroughly enraged by this goal.

After the kickoff, Liverpool pressed forward and launched a fierce attack.

Coutinho made several breakthroughs down the left flank.

A long-range shot hit the side netting.

This gave Monaco fans a real scare.

Origi attempts a shot from inside the penalty area.

Subasic blocked it with his chest.

The game became exciting again.

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The fourth official on the sidelines raised the LED sign indicating injury time.

The prominent number [7] above is reflected in everyone's eyes.

The entire stadium held its breath.

Seven minutes is enough to change everything.

91 minutes.

Liverpool are awarded a corner kick.

Lovren and Sakho both rushed into the Monaco penalty area.

Coutinho passed the ball towards the center.

Lovren leaped high into the air.

A header shot.

The football grazed the crossbar and went out of bounds.

The difference is minuscule.

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93 minutes.

Henderson unleashed a long-range shot from outside the penalty area.

Subasic leaped and tipped the ball over the crossbar with one hand.

The danger was averted once again.

Suddenly, Monaco was in a state of panic.

Every rescue was tinged with a sense of luck.

Everyone thought Liverpool would deliver the final blow.

Monaco were lucky to hold on to a 3-2 score.

The 96th minute of the match.

Fabinho intercepted Joe Allen's cross pass in midfield.

He dribbled the ball forward two steps.

After attracting two defenders.

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A diagonal pass sent the ball to the right wing.

Bernardo Silva crossed from the byline.

The football hit Moreno's leg and bounced out of bounds.

Corner kick.

The last offensive opportunity of the game.

"Corner kick!"

"Monaco has won the final corner kick of the match!"

"Injury time has entered its final minute!"

"Will this be the last chance?"

Subasic rushed into his own penalty area.

All the high points in Monaco have been tested.

Carvalho, Carrillo, Löw.

They were all crammed into Liverpool's penalty area.

Seat B stands in the corner flag area.

I took a deep breath.

He glanced up and surveyed the densely packed crowd inside the restricted area.

approach.

Take a step.

He didn't pass the ball to the middle.

Instead, they chose the front point.

Carvalho burst out of the crowd.

He leaped high and secured the first point.

However, due to the angle, they were unable to create a direct attack on the goal.

The ball was lightly brushed against his forehead and landed on the edge of the six-yard box behind him.

This position is neither here nor there.

It's a semi-high ball, just at chest level.

The header was too low.

If they stop to adjust, they will inevitably be intercepted by the defenders.

An incredibly awkward position.

All the defenders rushed towards the landing point.

Just when everyone thought the ball was about to be cleared.

A figure dressed in red and white suddenly appeared in that spot.

It's Jiang Ming.

He didn't know when he got here.

Facing the goal, with his back to the incoming half-high ball.

Raise your right leg high behind you.

He hooked his heel in the air.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic's unconventional shot

He slammed the soccer ball towards the goal with his heel.

A striking white light streaked across the Anfield night sky.

Heading straight for the far corner of the goal.

It wasn't fast, but the angle was tricky.

Mignolet was completely caught off guard.

His gaze remained fixed on Carvalho at the near post.

By the time he realized something was wrong and tried to make a save, it was too late.

The football rolled over the goal line.

The net swayed slightly.

It's as if it's announcing the birth of a miracle.

The entire room fell silent.

Anfield was eerily quiet.

More than 40,000 Liverpool fans stood frozen in place.

His mouth was agape, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

In the huge stadium.

All that remained were the hysterical cheers of the few hundred people in the away team's stands.

It was extremely jarring.

Three seconds later.

Zhan Jun's voice rang out again.

A hoarse roar, punctuated by a cracking voice.

"Goal!!"

"Goal!!"

"Jiang Ming!!!"

"Ninety-fifth minute! A last-minute equalizer!!"

"3-3!!!"

"Incredible!"

"That's incredible!"

"What an incredible goal!!"

"A half-high ball positioned behind the goal, facing away from it!"

"He actually raised his right leg high and hit the ball in with his heel!"

"Scorpion Tail Swing!!"

"This is a miracle for Jiang Ming!"

"He saved the team with a hat-trick!"

Even Zhang Lu couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

"My God!"

"How could that ball go in?"

"I've been watching football for so many years, and I've only seen goals like this a few times."

"That's so imaginative, and so daring."

"For a regular player, this position would either require controlling the ball or heading it."

"He actually dared to use a scorpion's tail?!"

"And they even scored!"

Sidelines.

Klopp stood there, frozen in place.

His face was filled with disbelief.

He has been coaching for so many years.

I've witnessed countless game-winning shots and draws.

But never even once.

At such a moment, in such a way.

They managed to equalize against their own team.

Thinking about it, Klopp looked at the Chinese boy on the field.

There was undisguised admiration in his eyes.

the other side.

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Yardin grabbed Caldera, who was rushing towards him, and hugged her tightly.

He patted the other person's back hard.

He kept muttering something to himself.

It was like a prayer, yet also like a cheer.

The Monaco players all rushed over.

They pinned Jiang Ming firmly to the grass.

One layer on top of another.

Everyone was screaming.

Everyone was cheering.

They were down 3-1.

The score was tied at 3-3.

They came back from hell to the human world!

As Jardim said during the previous site visit.

"History is made by people."

"Tomorrow, we too can write our own history here."

And today.

Under the night sky over Anfield.

Jiang Ming wrote his own legendary history with a hat trick!