Karađorđe chose his ground wisely: the wooded slopes of Mišar hill. He knew he couldn't beat the Ottomans in an open field, so he ordered his men to dig trenches (šančeve) and build barricades of felled trees. At dawn, Suleiman Pasha launched his first wave. The Ottoman artillery roared, tearing holes in the Serbian lines. The Janissaries, wearing green and gold, marched up the hill with swords and muskets, their drums beating a terrifying rhythm.
More importantly, it forged a legend. On that hill, a ragtag group of rebels became an army. And a pig trader from Šumadija became —the undisputed leader of a nation fighting to be born again. boj na misaru prepricano
Lazarević didn't stop to form a line. He slammed into the Ottoman flank like a thunderbolt. The Ottoman formation shattered. Suleiman Pasha watched his elite army dissolve into a mob. The retreat became a slaughter. The Serbs chased the fleeing Ottomans all the way back to the Drina River. Thousands drowned trying to swim to safety. The Ottoman camp, filled with supplies, gunpowder, and treasure, fell into Karađorđe's hands. Karađorđe chose his ground wisely: the wooded slopes
Just when the Serbs were exhausted beyond reason, a rumble was heard from the west. It was , a Serbian duke, arriving with 2,000 fresh rebels. They had been guarding a nearby ford and had slipped through the Ottoman lines. The Ottoman artillery roared, tearing holes in the
If you ever find yourself standing on the rolling hills near Šabac, close your eyes and listen. The wind there still whispers the story of August 13th, 1806 —the day a handful of ragged Serbian farmers stood against the elite infantry of the Ottoman Empire and changed history forever.
This was the critical moment. The Serbs had almost no cavalry to counter them.