Chapter 76

Manchester United, who seemed to have the game in the bag, suffered another heavy blow, and this one left them struggling to recover in a short time.

Not only did they fail to control the tempo, but they even lost control of the midfield!

After Ole Gunnar Solskjaer came on, he played as a second striker, not directly replacing Trezeguet in the frontline, but instead, Larsson stood alone at the tip of the attack.

Makelele, Nedved, and the withdrawn Solskjaer, the three of them, orchestrated plays in the midfield, linking up with the wings, and continuously executed brilliant combinations, pressuring Manchester United to the brink.

Schneider sent a cross from the wing, and Larsson cleverly headed for the front post, seemingly guaranteeing a goal, but Schmeichel made a world-class save, diving to push the ball out for a corner.

The corner was taken, and Pallister headed the ball away. Solskjaer, who had run out of the box, took a shot that narrowly missed.

Millwall's attacks came in waves, and Manchester United's defense was under immense pressure.

Ferguson couldn't sit still; he walked to the sideline and began shouting instructions to the players.

Before Manchester United could regain their fighting spirit, Millwall's relentless attacks finally paid off, and they took the lead again!

It was a simple combination in the center.

Nedved quickly advanced to receive a pass from Pirès, then passed to the withdrawn striker, which caught Manchester United's defense off guard: Larsson.

Bruce and Pallister were focused on Larsson. In a flash, Larsson ran back, and they hesitated. Larsson received the ball with his back to the goal and deftly flicked it with his heel, the ball rolling between Pallister and Bruce. Solskjaer then charged into the box and pushed the ball into the net. Even if Schmeichel were a god, he couldn't stretch his hands to both posts.

The ball found the bottom corner, and Solskjaer, after completing the shot, was knocked to the ground by Bruce.

"My God! How many goals will this game have? In the 73rd minute, Millwall is leading again! Larsson and Solskjaer swapped positions. Solskjaer, who had been playing behind, unexpectedly advanced into the box, while Larsson's withdrawal caught Manchester United's defense off guard. Thus, Manchester United was punished. Solskjaer, another impressive striker, took a decisive and calm shot in the box. The ball didn't look fast, but the angle was perfect. Schmeichel was in a terrible state today, but it's not his fault. Millwall's goals are all spectacular."

Solskjaer got up from the ground, a confident and joyful smile on his face. Like Audrich on the sideline, he raised his hands and clenched his fists, as if declaring victory!

Audrich waved his fists firmly; this goal was too beautiful.

After Solskjaer came on, Millwall's formation had changed from 4-4-2 to 4-2-3-1. Solskjaer played as a shadow striker behind Larsson, but the more ingenious part was that he and Larsson could swap positions, catching Manchester United's defense off guard in an instant.

The old Scottish man was furious!

Ferguson stood on the sideline with a grim face, his eyes sharp as knives, roaring at the players. His gestures were clear: attack! You damn well better attack!

Manchester United had lost two goals in the first 12 minutes but had nearly 80 minutes to catch up.

But now, with less than 20 minutes left, time was running out for Manchester United. After this goal, many of the players looked lost, unsure of what to do next!

Fortunately, with Ferguson's influence on the sideline, the players quickly snapped out of their nightmare, and the Red Devils' blood boiled again.

The Millwall fans in the stands sang and celebrated.

Who dares to underestimate us?

What's wrong with Manchester United?

The Lions are trampling the Red Devils!

Audrich's instructions to the team were simple. Like Ferguson, he also ordered the players to continue strengthening the attack!

The situation was clear: whoever retreated would die!

Manchester United had taken a half-step back when they were leading 3-2, and then they fell behind 3-4!

The same applied to Millwall. Audrich couldn't let the players retreat. This wasn't the Lion's Den; it was Manchester United's Old Trafford, the Red Devils' Theater of Dreams!

Here, the Red Devils' fighting spirit cannot be underestimated. They are the rulers of this place. Without the courage to slay the king, victory is out of reach!

The pace of the game became even faster, with both teams engaging in a high-tempo counter-attack. Almost every minute saw a shot on goal. It wasn't that neither team was defending, but in the fast pace, both teams excelled in passing and control, and a single attack could be completed in just a few seconds.

Giggs was dispossessed, and Nedved sent a long pass across the field. Larsson chased it down and took a shot from outside the box, which Schmeichel dived to save, another world-class save!

Beckham crossed from the wing, and Cole headed it back to Keane, who also took a shot from distance, but it went just over the crossbar.

The back-and-forth attacks were thrilling, making the spectators hold their breath, afraid to blink, lest they miss a goal.

Beckham's threat from the right wing had diminished, and he only mindlessly crossed the ball. Cole's chances of receiving the ball in the box were minimal, and even if he did, he couldn't face the goal.

Giggs, who had been tangling with Thuram throughout the game, began to drop back, receiving a pass from Butt and starting a dribbling run. Schneider pressed him tightly, and Gibbs feinted an inside move before passing to Keane.

Thuram blocked the inside route, and Gibbs cut wide to the touchline. Keane sent a diagonal pass to the baseline, and Gibbs successfully took the ball, with Thuram already back in position. Just as Thuram was about to use his body to block Gibbs, Gibbs' left foot crossed the ball!

Millwall wasn't afraid of crosses into the box, as Manchester United lacked a powerful center-forward in the small area. However, Gibbs' pass went to the edge of the box.

Makelele was marking Keane but realized the ball wasn't coming to him. At the top of the arc, a figure appeared: Scholes!

Without waiting for the ball to drop, Scholes volleyed it, and the ball flew powerfully towards the goal, a bouncing shot!

The angle wasn't particularly tricky, but the bounce after the ground deceived the goalkeeper, Keller, who dived but the ball slipped between his arms and into the net.

"Scholes! Scholes has saved Manchester United! In the 81st minute, Manchester United have equalized again, now 4-4. Both managers' substitutions have had a clear impact. Although Scholes was mostly invisible, he replaced a forward, and his goal proves his value!"

Old Trafford erupted in cheers, but the Manchester United players were not satisfied, running to the center circle with the ball.

A draw was not enough to make the Red Devils content.

Audrich scratched his head, somewhat helpless.

The pace of the game was incredibly fast, and whether a goal would be scored was unpredictable. Millwall had a few good chances but failed to capitalize. It could only be said that Manchester United seized their opportunities and achieved good results in their counter-attack.

Both teams were drenched in sweat, and the Millwall players wiped their brows and panted heavily. After conceding a goal, they didn't waste time, quickly returning to their positions and preparing to kick off.

A draw was no big deal; they just needed to score again!

Audrich hadn't given any defensive orders, so the players had no hesitation.

After the kickoff, both teams continued their high-tempo battle.

At this moment, both teams' players were on edge, not daring to relax for a second.

The game was ticking down, and by the 89th minute, the score was still 4-4. Manchester United fans, frustrated and helpless, realized that a draw might be acceptable.

Millwall's performance today was top-notch. If they could maintain this level for a season, it was hard to predict how high they could go.

Millwall organized another attack, and Thuram passed the ball to Nedved, who received it and turned, facing Butt and Keane on either side.

Who would he pass to?

Pirès? Or Schneider?

Or directly to the forward?

The two defenders were trying to predict Nedved's pass.

But with space to accelerate, Nedved dribbled the ball at incredible speed and broke through both players!

Butt and Keane were waiting for Nedved to pass, but they didn't expect the Czech ironman to make such a forceful breakthrough!

Keane turned to grab Nedved's jersey, and Butt slid in, but Nedved, like a wild horse, broke through them both, racing forward!

Keane and Butt were stunned: 90 minutes in, and he's still so fast. Are you human?

Nedved dribbled forward, lightning-fast, and the four Manchester United defenders immediately retreated into the box, while Millwall's attack line pressed forward.

Nedved, after accelerating, continued his sprint, not slowing down. At the edge of the box, he passed the ball to Pirès, who was near the center. Pirès immediately chipped the ball into the box, the ball just clearing Bruce's head. The Manchester United defenders in the box were marking Larsson, Solskjaer, and Schneider.

But Nedved, who had completed the pass, continued his sprint into the box, slicing through Manchester United's defense like a sharp blade.

Pallister moved to block Nedved but tripped and fell, unable to keep up. Bruce could only reach out to block Nedved as he charged past.

Nedved, moving at breakneck speed, almost used his body to push Bruce's arm away, leaped high, and headed the ball!

His flowing blond hair flew in the air, and his steel-like body gave the ball immense power.

Schmeichel dived towards the near post, but his hand missed the ball. He closed his eyes in despair, hearing the name that descended upon the now silent Old Trafford.

"Nedved! Nedved! Our Lion King, Nedved!"

The Lion Roar fan group repeatedly chanted Nedved's name.

The Lions' fighting spirit aimed to conquer the Theater of Dreams!

The steel lion Nedved, trampling the Red Devils, made a name for himself in Europe!